#me and one of my friends have been talking about this meme for a solid week so here ya go

[ghastbutlikegay]

dudes ive hit a point with The Horrors:tm: where im unable to convince myself that any of my friends actually like me

[felinecyan]

When The Night Calls

[Izuku Midoriya x Female!Reader]

Synopsis: Your best friend leaving the hero course was enough to make you lose your mind. Especially when he’s suddenly standing across from you with nothing but a tired smile.

WC: 2978

Category: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Vigilante!Deku

Please give this one extra love!! Somehow Midoriya is also very suspiciously difficult to write 👀 (Also, that 3rd-degree burn I gave my hand today is making me want to cry and throw myself in a river. Damn you, AO3 curse!! )

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Seeing that letter taped on your door broke you in more ways than one.

He had been gone for almost a week, but his note left behind made you realize just how long it'd been. How long he had left you with nothing more than a simple explanation of his departure and how it felt like he was never coming back.

The entire class had been on edge ever since. The note even threw Bakugo for a loop, as much as he would deny it. It had everyone wondering where he was and if he was okay.

It hurt you the most, though. He was the closest friend you had and the only one who truly understood your feelings.

But now he was gone.

Aizawa still continued teaching, but with Midoriya absent, the class just couldn't focus. He wasn't as good at making things seem less depressing or stressful, and his lectures were just boring without a green bush to lighten the mood. Or at least, you thought so.

You haven't been paying much attention lately, and you're too busy thinking of your missing friend. Your grades had been slipping, but it wasn't like anyone could blame you. Even if your friends could, they didn't say anything.

They had tried talking to you, but all you could do was give them a half-hearted smile, shake your head, and tell them, "I'm fine."

You weren't fine, and you knew that. But what were you supposed to do? Cry about it? It’s not like he’d come back if you did that.

Ironically, he did technically come back.

That day, Aizawa decided to keep the pain everyone felt about Midoriya buried beneath the surface, so he assigned you all a ten-page essay about the history of quirks.

So, here you were, writing a half-assed essay close to two in the morning. Kaminari was blowing up the group chat with memes and random jokes, but no one seemed to care or even respond.

Well, that was until Bakugo started yelling at him to stop texting because he was trying to sleep.

That went on for about a solid ten minutes, with everyone getting annoyed at the two idiots, but eventually, it died down.

You took a glance at the clock, which now read 2:12 a.m.

Sleep just couldn't come to you. Not now, not when your brain was filled with thoughts of the broccoli boi.

Then, there was a tiny patter against your window, almost like a knock. If it hadn’t been so quiet, you might not have heard it.

You ignored it at first, of course, but it continued, the knocks getting louder and more urgent.

Finally, you stood from your chair, deciding to investigate, but then, the knocking stopped.

You paused, confused, but shrugged, figuring you must have been hearing things.

Yeah, right, because hearing knocks on your dorm window at 2 a.m. is normal.

It turned out to be a good thing you got up because when you turned back around, a figure was directly behind you.

You jumped back in fear, letting out a short shriek before slapping your hands over your mouth. The side eye glance to your window, now open and curtain rustling in the slight wind, had you regretting not locking the damn thing.

The figure let out a small chuckle, his shoulders shaking a bit, and your heart rate sped up.

You could see the person a lot better now that they weren't in the shadows, but the moonlight still kept their face hidden.

All you could see was the curly mess of green hair and a large hoodie with a black mask pulled over the bottom half of their face.

But you didn’t have to see his eyes to know exactly who it was.

Your hands fell limply to your sides as the boy stepped closer. His hand reached the hood of his suit, slowly pulling it off, and his bright, emerald green eyes were staring straight into yours.

The only thing you could do was stare, dumbfounded.

"You did lock it, by the way," the boy's voice said. It sounded hoarse and scratchy as if he hadn't spoken in days. He probably hadn't.

Still, his intuition never failed.

You continued to stare, eyes wide and unblinking.

Midoriya's brow furrowed, a look of worry replacing his smile.

"They really should put more difficult locks on these things. I mean, honestly, all I had to do was twist it, and it opened. If I were a villain, then— hmph!"

Your arms wrapped around his neck tightly, cutting him off. His eyes widened, surprised, but eventually, he relaxed, wrapping his own arms around your waist and pulling you closer.

"I was so worried," you said. You could feel your body starting to tremble, tears pricking your eyes. "Everyone was."

His arms tightened, his chin resting on your shoulder.

"I know. I'm sorry," he whispered, his breath tickling your ear. "I couldn't think of any other way."

You leaned back a bit enough to look him in the eyes. His tired, determined eyes.

"Wait, if you’re here… does that mean...?"

"I need my notebook." He kept his frown, and a sigh escaped his lips. "You have my old notes, right? I need those."

Oh.

That was it.

That was why he was back.

"Oh," You failed to hide the disappointment in your tone. "Right, uh, hold on…"

You pulled away, your eyes looking away from his. You could feel his eyes burning into the back of your head as you walked over to the desk, rummaging through the drawer.

Speaking of, your desk was an absolute disaster. If allowing students in your dorm room wasn't against the rules, Iida would have broken down your door a long time ago, screaming at the top of his lungs about how your room was in utter chaos.

Eventually, you found it. It was covered in sticky notes, and some of the pages were folded. Makes sense, considering the fact that you'd spent the last week reading it, studying, and hoping to find some kind of clue about his whereabouts and the league itself.

But even if it was in your hands, screaming for its owner, you hesitated. He was going to leave again, wasn't he? He wasn't going to stay.

But common sense hit you. You couldn’t force him to stay. It would be selfish of you to even ask.

You turned, walking back over to him. He was staring intently at the ground, his eyes narrowed in concentration, and he had a small frown on his face.

When you were a couple of feet away, he finally looked up, his hand reaching out for the book.

"Here," you said, trying not to let the sadness seep into your words. "Don’t mind the added stickies. Simpler terms, easier to understand, you know?"

"Right, thanks," he murmured, his eyes darting over the cover before flipping through the pages. His brows were scrunched together, and his fingers fiddled with the pages, flipping through them with a practiced speed.

He was so concentrated on the notebook that he didn't see your frown, and he didn't see the sadness in your eyes.

But then, he froze.

His eyes scanned over one of the pages, his fingers tightening around the spine of the book, and his breath hitched.

His eyes flickered up to yours, and his lips were set in a tight line.

"You read this?"

"Huh?" You blinked, taken aback. "Was I… not supposed to read it all?"

"What? No, no, I meant this page."

He flipped the book around, opening it to a certain page, and held it up for you to see.

Oh, yeah, his page. The one where he wrote about himself. Which, proudly, you knew most of what was written in it, anyway. Some things caught you off guard, but not many.

"Oh, yeah, I skimmed over it," you admitted.

"And... how much did you skim over?"

"Um... all of it? I mean, I'm in your hero notes, too. I took a lot more of my time on the page dedicated to me, I have to admit, but uh… What's the big deal?"

Midoriya looked at you, and his gaze was intense. "Did you… miss me that much that you would study my hero notes that closely?"

"Well, I wouldn’t say closely—"

He tilted his head in an almost sarcastic manner, and his eyes narrowed as he leaned over to point at a section in his notes.

A bright pink sticky note, covered in stars, was stuck onto the paper.

It was a small part, a very short paragraph, and you had given your analysis of him and not of his quirk either. It was a list of his attributes, his personality, and the type of hero he was.

To someone else, it would be pretty informative about what kind of person he was and what kind of hero he would be, but you both knew the true meaning behind the note.

Because it was all the things you missed about him.

"… oh, " was all you could say.

The air around you two suddenly became awkward, the silence becoming heavy.

The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife.

But, as expected, Midoriya broke the silence.

"I figured since you’re still awake, it must mean that you're working on homework or studying, and you wouldn’t do that at night if I weren’t gone," he began. "I thought that maybe it would be too soon to come back, or even that I should have stayed away, but, well, I really needed my notes, and, honestly, I wanted to see you, and—!"

He was rambling again. You could practically see the gears turning in his head, his brain spitting out more words than his mouth could.

At least he was still himself, you thought.

You decided to cut him off, placing your hand on his arm, and he jolted at the sudden contact, his head snapping back up to yours.

"I’m sorry," you said, looking down.

He looked confused, tilting his head. "What for? You have nothing to be sorry for; you didn't do anything wrong."

"No, I—" You cut yourself off, biting your lip, and looked away. You took a deep breath before speaking.

"I'm sorry," you started. "For not stopping you. For not coming with you. For not helping you. I had no idea what you were going through, and I was too worried about myself, and I didn't—"

"Hey, hey, stop," Midoriya said, placing his hand on your shoulder. You hadn't realized you were shaking. "This is my fight, okay? It's not yours, and I was the one who didn’t want to bring anyone else into this mess. This isn’t your fault, so please don’t beat yourself up about it."

"I don't know what I'm supposed to do." You looked back up at him, tears blurring your vision. "I don’t know how to help."

He was silent for a moment, but then, he pulled you closer, wrapping his arms around you once again, and you buried your head in his chest, gripping the fabric of his hoodie.

"It's okay," he said. "I don’t expect you to know how to help, and I didn’t come here for your help. Well, technically, I did since you had my notebook, but I’m speaking on a—"

“I know, I know," you mumbled.

Another moment of silence, and then, he sighed, a puff of air brushing your ear.

"I'm not sure when I'll be back, if I ever will, but I promise," he whispered, his breath tickling your ear and his words making your heart skip a beat. "I promise we will be fine. We all will. Me, you, everyone else. It might take a while, but we will be okay."

You nodded, your grip on his hoodie tightening. This was the sound of a goodbye, and the finality of it terrified you.

"It’s just…" you mumbled, and his brow furrowed.

"Just what?"

You hesitated, a lump forming in your throat.

"What?" He repeated, pulling back to look you in the eye. "Please tell me."

You took a deep breath, swallowed the lump, and looked him in the eye.

"It's just that... You’re my not-alone buddy, remember?”

Midoriya froze, his eyes widening.

It was a little game you two had back when things weren’t so complicated. Back when you were just normal students.

You both struggled to make friends, so you made a pact. Obviously, that thought disbanded when everyone else got close, and now you all were pretty good friends, but the friendship between him and you was different. It was a bond between you two that was just special.

Not even ‘Kacchan’ could ruin that, as close as he and Midoriya grew.

You never called him Deku, even after Bakugo and the rest of the class started calling him by the nickname. Sure, it was his hero name, and you could call him that, but you just never felt comfortable.

Todoroki didn’t either, but then again, Todoroki didn't call anyone by their nicknames.

But, back to the point.

"We made a pact, and... that was one of the things I wrote on the sticky notes." You gestured to the book. "It was during my angry denial phase, so I’m not that proud of it, but… it was still true."

"You were angry?" He asked, confused. "Why?"

"Well, first of all, I was worried sick. I knew you were going to go do something stupid, and obviously, I was right.”

He winced at that.

"But I was angry because you didn’t trust me, and I felt like you were leaving me, too," you said, biting your lip. "I know that sounds stupid and selfish, and I get that this was your battle, not mine, and I can't change that, but... I guess I was just scared. You didn’t even tell me before you left, and the note was just..."

You trailed off, a lump forming in your throat again, and your eyes burned with tears.

You didn't want to cry in front of him, so you buried your face in his chest again, and his grip tightened around you.

"I'm sorry," he apologized.

You shook your head. "Don’t apologize. It's not like you're changing your mind."

He was quiet for a moment, his head lowering and his lips resting on your forehead.

"I'm sorry," he whispered.

Your breath hitched. "Izuku, please don't say it."

He pulled back, and his face was unreadable. He looked determined, his eyes burning with passion, and it hurt. It hurt to know that, despite everything, he still had his mind made up.

"I have to go," he said, and his voice was quiet. "I don’t want to leave you alone. I really don’t, but I have to, and you need to stay safe. Me being here isn't doing anything good, and I can't keep coming back and putting you in danger. So, for now, at least until the Shigaraki is dealt with, please just be safe. Don’t try and find me, and please don't let anyone else know I was here."

He paused, his eyes glancing towards the window.

"Actually, I might come back just to get rid of that lock. I mean, seriously, I barely even touched it, and it came right off. You could easily replace it with something stronger, maybe one of those new locks that only respond to fingerprints! But, then it can be traced back to you, and they can use you to— oh, man, I'm rambling again, aren't I?"

You didn't bother to respond. Instead, you leaned up, pressing your lips against his cheek.

Midoriya's entire face went bright red, his mouth opening and closing like a fish.

You could feel your face burning, but it was worth it to see his reaction.

"Be careful," you said. "Please, Izu, don’t be stupid."

"R-Right."

He stumbled a bit, his hand coming up to touch the spot where your lips were. His eyes flickered back to you, and you swore you saw him blushing, but then he turned, heading towards the window.

"Oh, uhm, b-by the way," he said, reaching the window. He placed his hand on the frame, glancing back at you. "For Aizawa's essay, you have to also analyze the strengths and weaknesses, not just the evolution of quirks. Make sure to read the whole paragraph in that book he gave us at the beginning of the semester."

He gave you one last smile, pulling the mask over his mouth and the hood over his head. You looked in befuddlement as he stepped out onto the roof, and your hands were wrapped around the edges of the open window.

"How did you—"

"It's Aizawa," His mask was muffling his voice, so he lifted it up a bit, and his eyes twinkled. "What else do you expect from him?"

And then he jumped.

He let the mask drop back down and became just another shadow in the night, with his green lightning trailing behind him.

You didn’t have the energy to laugh, and you didn't have the heart.

You leaned against the windowsill, letting the cool night air wash over your face. You sighed, watching the clouds drift in the sky.

"You're still an idiot," you whispered, closing your eyes.

When the sun rises, this encounter will only be a distant memory.

But for now, the cold night was enough to convince you otherwise. For now, his green eyes were staring up at the same night sky, and he was thinking of you, too.

That kiss on the cheek, as tame as it was, was still enough to make his head spin. You were still his friend, his not-alone buddy, and nothing was going to change that.

And you both were okay with that.

[firelilyfox]

Clueless at 3 a.m.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x female reader

Summary: The Internet has been a weird place for Bucky and his friends having a blast making fun of him.

Words: 1k ish

Warnings: friends mocking each other (so none lol)

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„Can you send me the meme with the running chicken? I wanna send it to my nephews.“ Sam asked with his phone in one hand. 

„Yeah give me a minute.“ You searched for his chat. 

Steve entered the kitchen and gave Bucky a friendly nudge. He was watching you and Sam talking about memes and reels for about solid twenty minutes with a confused look on his face. „What are they doing?“ 

Bucky turns his head slightly. „I have not the slightest idea. But they acting like its something important.“ 

„She should be with Tony right now to plan Peppers birthday party for next week. Did she forgot?“ Steve mumbles to his friend. 

You roll your eyes and turn around. Both of them had their arms crossed in front of their chests and were standing wide legged, watching you like bodyguards. But only Bucky had a softness in his eyes that exposes him as your boyfriend. 

„No she did not forget. She can also hear you perfectly fine and it is indeed something important.“ You walked over to Bucky who instantly untangled his arms to wrap them around your waist. He leaned down a bit and you came halfway up on your tiptoes to give him a kiss. 

Sam sighted. „C’mon guys. Next to you everyone feels extra single these days.“ 

„Let them be happy, Sam. They deserve it. At least we don’t have to hear them crush on each other anymore, like we did when they weren’t together yet.“ Steve cringed. „So much drama.“ 

„Watch it Rogers“, Bucky snaps. „You are my friend but I would still kick your ass.“ 

„Enough. All of you.“ Sam pointed at you. „You need to help me find this one video we talked about yesterday. My sister will love that.“ 

„Oh yeah I think I saw it on YouTube. I can look it up and send you the link.“ You offered, making an effort to free yourself from Buckys grip. He unwillingly let you go back to your laptop on the kitchen counter. 

You closed the tabs with the documents for that upcoming birthday party and searched for the video Sam wanted. A presence appeared behind you and not a second later you could feel Buckys chin resting on your shoulder. You glanced to him out of the corner of your eye. He was focused on the website. The curious and innocent look on his face made you grin. He really has no clue about the internet. 

„Geez Buck. Can you keep your hands off her for just a second?“ Sam jokes on the other side of the kitchen counter. 

He glances over to him. „No. Can you admit that your nephews will never think your cool even if you send them this meme stuff?“ 

Steve laughs with one hand on his chest. „Oh he got you.“ 

„Your just insecure because you don’t know what we are talking about. Bet you never saw a video and have no idea what a meme is.“ Sam points at Bucky with his phone, challenging him. But he just shrugs. 

„Don’t have to. My girlfriend can explain it to me.“ And with that he gives you a long kiss. You smile at the snickering from Sam and Steve as they leave you alone in the kitchen. 

„I really have to go help Tony. He went all mastermind this morning and planned way to much details. Pepper will kill me if I don’t stop him writing her name all over the sky.“ 

Bucky nods and brushes a kiss on your forehead. „Then you better get going and stop that maniac from overdoing it. Again.“ 

„Will do.“ You kiss him on the jawline. „Love you, Buck.“ 

„Love you too, doll.“ 

You were long asleep as someone shakes you and ripped away that wonderful dream about Bucky doing something … really thoughtful. 

„Y/n. Wake up!“ 

Confused and a bit annoyed you look up to Sam. He had a big smile and something mischievous crossed his face. „Sam? Why are you waking me?“ You looked at the digital clock on the nightstand. „It’s fucking 3 am!“ 

You create a mental list: 

First: Get revenge on Sam for interrupting that very interesting dream. 

Second: Tell Bucky about your dream and convince him to recreate it the next time the two of you get to be alone. 

„I know. I know! But it’s important. It’s about Bucky.“ 

Your head snaps to the other side of your mattress. Empty. Bucky should be sleeping there peacefully. Fear hits you like an ice cold brick and you get up to jump out of the bed. 

„Where is he? What happened?“ 

Sam shushes you. „Nothing bad. I promise. But you have to see this.“ 

Your trembling heartbeat started to calm down and you follow Sams instructions to stay still. He leads you down the hallway, into the living room. Without making a sound he tells you to look around the corner. You hesitate at first. But then a weird noise catches your interest and with a last look to Sam, who is now nodding like a exited child, you risk a look in the living room. 

On the sofa sat Bucky. In full darkness except for the screen of your laptop wich was placed in his lap. He was sitting with his back turned to you, so he didn’t notice you creeping around the corner. 

And you had to control every fiber of your being to not laugh out loud. Because there was Bucky, sitting in the darkness at 3 am, watching funny cat videos on YouTube. 

The former Winter Soldier. Feared by everyone. Respectable Avenger with a grumpy attitude. White Wolf. Chuckling because of clumsy cats. 

Your heart flooded with love and threatened to explode. This man was the most adorable thing you had ever witnessed. 

„This is the best moment in my entire life“, Sam whispered with a spiteful smile. And reached for his phone to film Bucky.

You punched his shoulder. „Don’t you dare ruin this for him.“ 

„But look at him! C’mon y/n.“ 

You gave him your best I’m-gonna-kill-you look and Sam dropped it with an dramatic eyeroll. He will definitely tease Bucky the first thing in the morning. 

Kids, you thought in silence. 

About an hour later you could feel the mattress lowering behind your back, when Bucky came back to bed. He let out a sigh and wrapped his arm around you to pull you against his bare chest. 

„I think we should get a cat.“ 

You suppress a laugh and turned around to kiss his cheek. „Yeah I think that’s a wonderful idea.“ 

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Thanks for reading 💙 all interactions are highly appreciated! (Please don’t copy my work)

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[httpsdana]

Heyy, u’re literally the best at writing, fr!! I love how u can develop anything so well. U’re 100% my fav on this platform, no doubt. Can I request something? Hope it’s not too confusing, and sorry for the long msg!  

The reader is friends with one of the Bayern players' girlfriends and just moved to a new place. To cheer her up, they throw a party, thinking it’s the perfect chance for her to start socializing. What she doesn’t know is that her friend and her friend's bf have a plan—they’re sure Jamal will fall for her instantly.  The problem? He’s not her type at all. Her dad is a former football player, so she knows this world way too well and has always avoided getting involved with players. But when she gets to the party, she ends up having more fun than expected, and little by little, she gives in to Jamal’s charm—not completely, but enough to agree to watch him play. After the game, he somehow convinces her to go on a date.  

I imagine a cute, slightly clumsy (because he is) but super funny Jamal, trying to win her over in the most natural and spontaneous way.

Not My Type~Jamal Musiala

・❥・prompt list

・❥・masterlist -> part 2

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・❥・a/n: since @joaosnovia posted a Jamal fic today, I decided to do it too 🙂‍↕️. enjoy <33

She had only been in Munich for two weeks, and the boxes in her apartment still sat unopened like witnesses to her hesitation.

The city was beautiful. Her job was solid. Her apartment was charming. But that didn’t stop the occasional wave of homesickness from crashing in.

It didn’t help that her dad, who was a former national team player and walking cautionary tale, had raised her to despise a certain type of man. One with fast cars, faster lives, and jerseys that seemed to come with commitment issues stitched into the seams.

Her best friend Candice, however, had other plans.

“Come on,” she grinned, eyes practically sparkling over her wine glass. “We’re throwing a little get-together. A housewarming-slash-welcome-to-Munich kind of thing. It’s nothing crazy. Just some people. Music. Maybe a beer or two. You need this.”

“You mean you need me to socialize so I stop texting you memes at 3 a.m.,” she deadpanned.

She didn’t deny it. “That too.”

She rolled her eyes but agreed nonetheless. And that’s how she found herself in her boyfriend Leroy Sané’s flat two nights later, wearing a simple top and skirt, trying to look casual while feeling utterly out of place.

People milled around, drinks in hand, music low and easy in the background. Candice was glued to Leroy’s side, beaming as she introduced her to everyone. From teammates to girlfriends to random acquaintances. She smiled politely, sipped her drink, and tried to ignore the part of her that screamed, Footballers. Everywhere.

“Hey,” Candice nudged her softly, her eyes flickering toward the door. “He’s here.”

“Who’s-”

Before she could finish, in walked Jamal Musiala, tall, lean, in a hoodie that looked one size too big and jeans that had seen better days. His curls were slightly messy, and he looked more like someone who’d gotten lost on his way to class than one of Germany’s brightest football talents.

She blinked in curiosity. He didn’t look like a player. But she knew better than to judge quickly.

“Don’t even think about it,” she muttered to Candice. “He’s not my type.”

She just smirked. “We’ll see.”

She hadn’t planned to enjoy the party. And she really hadn’t planned on spending half the evening talking to Jamal.

It started innocently enough. A casual hello, an offer to refill her drink, an awkward joke about how he never knew where anything was at Leroy’s.

She expected him to lose interest after five minutes, footballers usually did if she didn’t drool all over them quickly. But Jamal didn’t leave.

In fact, he kept coming back.

He made weird little observations that made her laugh, like how the chips were definitely overused but still addictive.

He knocked over a candle at one point and turned an alarming shade of red, apologizing like he’d just broken her grandmother’s urn.

He was...clumsy. Endearing. And surprisingly genuine.

At one point, when she rolled her eyes at a group of guys trying to start a beer pong tournament, he leaned over and whispered, “If you want, I can pretend we’re in a deep conversation about something super serious, like… the best way to eat a croissant.”

She tilted her head amused. “Croissants?”

“Yeah,” he said, nodding solemnly. “Like, do you eat the ends first? Or do you go straight for the middle, where all the buttery goodness is? It’s a controversial topic.”

She stared at him for a second, then burst out laughing. “That’s your idea of a serious conversation?”

“I mean,” he grinned, “some people fight about politics, I fight about pastries.”

She shook her head, amused despite herself. “You’re weird.”

“Thank you,” he said proudly.

Later that night, as the crowd began thinning, Jamal found her again. “I had fun tonight,” he said, a little shy. “Mostly ‘cause of you.”

She raised an eyebrow. “You say that to every girl you talk to for more than ten minutes?”

His ears turned pink. “No,” he mumbled. “Just the ones who make fun of my croissant jokes.”

That made her bite back a smile.

“I know footballers get a reputation,” he added, quieter now. “But I’m not... like that. Just saying.”

She didn’t know why he felt the need to defend himself to her. Maybe Candice had warned him about her well-earned skepticism. Or maybe he just wanted to.

Before she could say anything, he asked, “You ever been to a Bayern game?”

She gave him a look. “You know my dad is a retired player, right? I’ve been to more games than I can count.”

“So you know it’s better when someone’s playing for you.”

She hesitated. “Is that what you’re doing? Inviting me to watch you?”

“I’m not promising to dedicate my next goal to you,” he said, grinning. “But I might look your way when I score.”

She rolled her eyes but smiled. “Fine. I’ll come. But no winking. Or heart hands.”

“Deal,” he said, and he looked genuinely excited.

She didn’t expect to enjoy the match as much as she did.

Maybe it was because she found herself watching number 42 more than she cared to admit. Maybe it was the way he played, not flashy, not arrogant, but clean and clever and creative. He moved like he was painting something on the pitch.

After the final whistle, Jamal found her near the exit. “So?” he asked, grinning, flushed with sweat and adrenaline.

“You were alright,” she said, trying to act nonchalant.

“only alright?” he gasped.

“Okay, okay, you were good.”

“Good enough for a post-match meal?”

She sighed dramatically, but the smile on her face said something else. “This is your plan? Charm me until I give in?”

“Is it working?”

She looked at him. Like really looked at him. He wasn’t what she pictured when she thought of “her type.” But maybe her type was all wrong. Because standing there, grinning at her like a fool, Jamal looked like the kind of boy who could sneak past her walls without trying.

So she nodded. “Yeah,” she said. “It’s kind of working.”

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[andorerso]

wait, I thought I was done but I forgot to post my usual live thoughts so here we go, these are my last thoughts about this arc. disclaimer: VERY salty (not you episode 8, we love you)

episode 7

glad to see Yavin but how is it already this operational? would have liked to see that

literally what the fuck is this hut and how is it realistic that they'd get this in any shape or form 😭

EADU MENTION

idk I don't like the force healer thing. Cassian's not chosen. he's just a guy who wants to do the right thing. that's the whole point of R1

DRAVEN MY MANNNNN

"the day I need permission to come and go, I'm gone" LMAO SHUT THE FUCK UP. YOU FUCKING IMPOSTOR

going on an unsanctioned mission a year pre r1. brilliant. spectacular. makes so much sense, I love it

"we're building a real army" well I wish I could have seen that!!

"Cassian's a leader now" wish I could have seen that too

brain does go brrrrr when Cassian is competent. this is the moments I like, when he's on a mission

episode 8

I'm sorry but "rebellions are built on hope" felt like such a random thing to say in response to that? I… don't like it. it's not my biggest gripe but I wanted those to be his own words

I don't know why they're using their real names with each other out here… use your code names ffs!

is the one that keeps staring Kay 👀👀 my beloved droid

oof Syril choking Dedra. yikes…

the Syril and Cassian fight my god!!

he really did that one meme 💀 rip Syril

Cassian will never understand what just happened here lmao

Cassian helping a stranger get up as they escape 🥺 a small detail but THAT'S my man

don't have much else to say. I did really enjoy this episode, definitely my favorite of the season by FAR, and probably up there with The Eye

episode 9

my casskleya crumbs

yeah. so he witnesses Ghorman and he thinks that's it, I'm done? THIS late into the timeline? fuck this honestly, I'm enraged

at least Kleya read him for filth

"I need to start making my own decisions" the way I fully burst out laughing. bitch you've been doing that THIS WHOLE TIME. like you CANNOT be serious

Mon speech cleared!!

"your cousin Vel is a friend" I'd like to see it

competent Cassian still has me kicking my feet and giggling. him rescuing Mon is solid stuff. too bad this won't last

I really thought Mon's speech at least affected him and he changed his mind but no, he still wants to leave. lmao the clownery

"I've done what I can, and I've done a lot" and are we supposed to just believe it? how about you fucking show us? because all I've seen this season (except arc 1 but he was barely in that) is him playing house, resisting going on missions and wanting, in general, to be done with it

he can just stop talking? this is so insanely OOC I fucking hate it. fucking hell I'm furious this is the direction they thought to take him in

I can't believe she drugs him 💀 was that the entire point of her drug addiction or....? because we hadn't seen anything of that in this arc

so... I'm meant to believe that he stays because his gf leaves him? that he literally has to be FORCED into committing? wow. what a brilliantly brave and selfless choice from our hero. so impressed 👏 genius writing

"I'm choosing for the both of us. I'm choosing the rebellion." IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN SOMETHING HE CHOOSES ON HIS OWN BECAUSE IT'S THE RIGHT THING, BECAUSE HE BELIEVES IN IT, BECAUSE HE WANTS TO. GOD FUCK OFF

he doesn't even get to reprogram Kay. they just take everything from us

and also... Kay was literally not even in this arc

fucking hate it here goodbye

[haleigh-sloth]

All the Feelings

Yep. So manga didn't end how I wanted or anticipated, it's okay. Lesson learned lol. I will learn to live in fanon in my head lmao, it's an important life skill imo. I've never cared this much about a story, felt so much love for a story, I used to never even care how stories ended. MHA made me care about the stories I consume being good, actually. So I'm grateful, and MHA is good imo. I will just hold resentment for the last 15 chapters and pretend it ended differently lol.

That being said, I have no regrets. The impact this manga and fandom has had on my life is crazy. I've met solid online friends that have stuck around for years (wtf!) and I've met irl friends.

Like...2.5 years ago a group of online friends and I started a server. That server has been going strong ever since, it became a fun space for all of us to be goofy, be serious, vulnerable, whatever we needed at the time. And I'm so thankful! @mettywiththenotes @jecook @helga-grinduil @redphlox @transhawks @chocolate-biscuit @bootlickerhawks have been the best group to finish out this manga with. I can't wait to keep talking about all the manga to come in the future for us to gush over!

Julie (redphlox) and I met when we lived near each other in 2021 and have been super close friends ever since. Crossing state lines to visit each other, taking trips together, sleep overs, all the things. Best thing to come from this manga for me, life long friendships are precious.

@hamliet I've loved talking with you and Julie over the past couple of years! It's added so much to my life and I look forward to visiting in Boston one day. And squealing over Oshi no Ko in the near future.

Metty and Anya (helga-grinduil) sharing the Tomura and Izuku love with me until the very end. Metty and Cami (bootlickerhawks) having the best meme game, Hazel (jecook) and Cho (choco biscuit) having hilarious senses of humor and making everyone laugh.

Rani (transhawks), your humor is unmatched and your life perspective is always fun to hear. Watching Drops of God and Kids on the Slope together for weeks in a row is a core memory for me. Julie and I will see you in New York one day soon <3.

[bubbleddisasters]

Since Y’all liked the last one, heres something somewhat similar:

TWST Characters as funny / random ass moments with my friends/family

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Ace : A good friend of mine made an entire Cards against Humanity Deck including us, and we played it at like 4 am.

Also, one of my closest childhood friends of now 11 years, the way we first met was he insulted me, and then thirty minutes later I peeked at his notebook while he was drawing (our beds were next to eachother) recognized Sans from a meme, and then managed to bullshit through an entire conversation about Undertale without him suspecting I didn’t know what the hell I was talking about.

I made a joke about it a little less then a year ago, thinking he knew by now, but no. He looks at me and the conversation goes:

“Are you telling me our entire first interaction was you just fucking improvising through a discussion of a fandom you didn’t know shit about?”

“Wait you didn’t know?”

“NO?!”

“You genuinely believed that I knew what I was talking about then for 10 years?!?”

“Surprisingly, yes.”

Deuce: I was biking with my sister, and she accidentally biked straight into a fucking lake. Also when my dad looked me dead in the eye after receiving one of my graded tests and goes

“How the fuck do you answer Maine four times on different questions and be wrong for all four times.”

Bonus Adeuceyuu combo: Me and two of my childhood friends once linked together to grab something we saw in a river, turns out it was just a broken fishing rod.

Also another on me and the above two friends meeting: The first thing one of them did was insult me, and I genuinely have zero memory of how I met the other.

Basically, we met at a sleepaway camp as kids, and for some reason, our sleepaway camp had some wackass shit, but one of them was this game. I don’t remember the name of it, but you had to go in groups of 3-4 and tie ribbons around each staff tent/cabinside without getting caught (and keep in mind each campsite and Cabins were very spread apart) at midnight, and the first to return to the cafeteria, where the staff were waiting, and did so after tying them all, on won.

Kids age 12-17, in the middle of fuck knows where in the woods Long Island, running around in the dark unsupervised with only any light bringing items they brought themselves.

So me, and we’ll call them C and M, teamed up. It’d take too long to go into full detail, but it was a very Prologue Mines fused with Camp Vargas core adventure.

Bonus First year gang in general : Me and three friends were waiting for something I genuinely don’t remember in an abandoned dorm area and got extremely bored, and one of them could do a perfect Donald Duck impression, and another a really good goofy, and this somehow led to us having a fake reality tv show verbal bitchfight as Donald, Goofy, Mickey and Minnie for a solid hour. We all regretted not recording it.

Cater: My friend from Wales entirely forgot about the existence of timezones and called me in the middle of my history class. Her ringtone at the time was just a clip of her screaming “Bread”.

How my teacher didn’t figure out who’s phone it was is beyond me.

Trey : Made Russian Roulette Spilt Cupcakes for a large group of my friends, and one is allergic to strawberries, while another’s favorite is, so I very specifically placed the strawberry filled one on the complete other side of the table with the intention of slipping it in after she picked her two.

Some fucking how, she ended up with the Strawberry one, which I had tied with a bow (basically the ones with bows mean they contain an allergen, and the color is the allergen. Ex: Strawberry was BRIGHT FUCKING PINK.) I’m to this day not exactly sure how, but my best guess is she traded hers with whoever originally got the Strawberry one before we ate.

Luckily, I told her partner, who had been my baking partner in crime and convinced me to add in the strawberry after I said it might be a bad idea, to bring two epi pens just incase.

Riddle : I am around 5’3, and I had a friend (?) who was 6’2-3 in middle school. We had almost the blatant definition of a Floyd and Riddle Dynamic, but he’d out of the blue be extremely sweet to me (kinda like that comic in the anthology), only on days I was going through shit. When I tell you I genuinely thought I was hallucinating when he did though-

Also, I yelled at him for nailing, yes, NAILING, a flag on the ceiling reading :”el sábado es para los chicos” (Saturday is for the boys) In the fucking Spanish classroom. Since nobody was as tall as him and the janitors didn’t notice it, it was there for like a week.

Che’nya : My friend and I have an ongoing inside joke where whenever we spot the other through a window in the hallway, we text the other “behind you” or “to your__”

Leona : I brought a pillow with a silk pillow case (gift from my mom) to a sleepover once, and my friend went “You trust leaving me in the room with this?” and I genuinely responded “Its a pillow, why wouldn’t I trust you.” entirely forgetting that Silk can be pretty expensive.

I felt so bad bro.

Ruggie : My friend once dared me to get a one plate of everything during a party. I misinterpreted this and brought a mostly to full plate of each thing, including water bottles.

Turns out they meant balance one of everything on a single plate.

I did not, infact, return the seven brownies, four cupcakes, two cookies, twelevish tangerines, popcorn and god knows how many grapes, but everything else was returned or snatched by friends.

Jack: My friend was throughly convinced she knew where she was going when we got lost outside at one of the biggest malls in fucking America, and we ended up walking a good 4/6th of the perimeter before finding the target (the store, we were still fucking lost) , which we called her mom to pick us up at.

Bonus: My friend, a few dormmates and I were at Starbucks and this random woman comes up to my friend and goes “Hey, they got my order wrong, want my drink?” and I was literally trying to give him this face of “BAD IDEA”. Yea so he ignored the obvious and drank the whole fucking thing and was bouncing off the walls for the rest of the day. (This one could also work for Jamil I suppose.)

Floyd : I was once walking with a friend of mine and jokingly said Trees are giant salads.

This motherfucker breaks off a branch of the nearest tree, takes a fatass bite, drops it, and goes “I want a refund.”

Jade : Randomly got interrogated my mushroom hunters—-

(I kind you the fuck not, MUSHROOM. HUNTERS. Basically, they go out to hunt/find/ forage for rare mushrooms. Atleast thats what they told us?! I wasn’t paying much attention, I was busy petting their dog tbh)

—While camping, my friend and I had zero clue what they were talking about, so she just pointed in a random direction and they thanked us and left.

The same friend also introduced me to mica, but always called them Mermaid Scales, and we more than once walked around in the water looking for them, I was the only one that would literally stop mid-trail to pick some up though. I have a massive collection.

Also she never let me live down the fact I once trapped myself in my tent with fucking dental floss overnight just to see if I could, then couldn’t undo it in the morning, and our adult / guide / trying to keep us alive person had to cut me out with a knife.

Azul : This one very specific time as a kid I was talking to two identical twins, who were standing on each side of me, wearing the same outfits but color reversed, and nearly had an internal breakdown trying to remember which was which, so I just did verbal gymnastics around using their names.

We later literally spent two hours fighting for ours lives together and I shit you not I STILL COULDNT REMEMBER THEIR FUCKING NAMES.

Kalim : Went shopping with my badass grandma and somehow left with a Second Hand Valentino (the brand) dress for $50 and a free bracelet one of the employees gave me because ….I actually don’t know.

Also, I got trapped on a really high up indoor water slide with my sister because the water entirely stopped (we learned later the water machine tied to that ride blew up) , and where we were was like a weird slope like between two drops. We couldn’t get back up, and going down was too risky without water bcs we could go splat.

There was like a window ish on the ride, so like a smart 8 year old, I start calling for help at the top of my lungs. My sister (10) also did this. There was this guy who I guess heard us that we nicknamed Chad because he looked like the most stereotypical 2000’s beach movie love interest lifeguard and was dramatically looking around for where the voices were coming from but NEVER LOOKED UP??

Anyway, My sister got us out in the end because she found a hatch and managed to open it, and I shit you not there was a spiral staircase with a gigantic fucking sign reading “DO NOT CLIMB STAIRCASE.”

So obviously, my sister chucks me across the gap onto the staircase and then jumps over herself, and we end up spending another 40 minutes after that fiasco trying to find our parents while i’m pretty sure Chad was trying to find us.

After the 40 minutes we just assumed we were now orphans and went back to where we left our keycard and low and behold our parents had just come back from wherever they had fucked off to.

Also Chad found us and felt super bad, and bought us a smore cake?!? Someone throw him back in time to be his destined role as an extra in Teen Beach Movie. The cake was great though, but that was one hell of an 8th birthday lmao.

Jamil : My friend from India (jokily) Divorced me after my dumbass asked her if Chai was an ingredient used in Chai Tea.

Spoiler Alert : Chai IS THE TEA. Apparently, asking for Chai Tea is the equivalent of saying “Can I have some Tea Tea please.”

Yea safe to say I felt real stupid in that moment.

Epel : My sister once locked me in the bathroom so she could test her new makeup on me. She left for one second and I kid you not I snuck out of the window.

Random bonus : Me and my cousins for some reason ended up roughhousing outside after one of our older cousins weddings, and I judo flipped a whole ass 17 year old man at age 12 and I felt so powerful in that moment.

Also If you saw about the ranch in the previous post, me that gang had an anonymous cookie provider who would leave us two tins of fresh cookies every day around 12ish pm, usually behind the kitchen or outside the equipment shack.

Yes, we tried to catch them once, No, we didn’t succeed. Also nobody wanted to risk loosing cookie privileges, so we didn’t try again.

Rook: Once scared the living shit out of my online friend by texting him “I am now several miles closer to your location.” . He lives in South America, and I happened to be in Florida with a friend, so I thought i’d be funny.

Vil : I was going to a cosplay convention with a friend, and instead of bringing like a normal amount of makeup, my indecisive ass brought basically a whole suitcase worth of it.

Also won a costume competition at my boarding school for Halloween, and wasn’t even aware there was a competition until the year after, when a good half or more of my dormmates asked me to do their makeup because they’d heard I was really good at it.

Idia: Ok, so, long story, but my friend invited me and two mutual friends to see Sweeney Todd on Broadway w/ the og cast. However, I was the only one who didn’t know we were going anywhere, because he thought his mom told my dad we were going to see Sweeney Todd, while my dad thought my friend told me, but also he was suspiciously alluding to it, maybe unintentionally

So I show up in a blue hoodie with a bad pun on it, mildly ripped sweatpants, mismatched socks and bright rainbow crocs. Not very “going to watch a musical about cannibalism and Serial Killers” attire. But it gets worse.

So around the 3/4ths into the first act is when I usually get snacks at musicals or plays, since they’re usually just finished setting up and theres no line, so I’m in and out and don’t miss much.

Well, I did that as usual, and its important to know we had front row balcony seats, because…

I slipped on my friends playbill on the way to my seat, and my fucking left croc went flying down into the seats below us, and hit an older woman in the head right at Sweeney did the first oofing, and the stage lights go red for a moment in this scene.

I felt so bad, and was literally too embarrassed to go get the shoe myself, so one of my friends got it for me. Apparently the lady thought it was somewhat funny (thank fucking goodness)

Ortho : My sister and I were biking once, and found out some reason the coats we had (school merch from field day I think). had the biggest fucking hidden pockets known to man.

So the next time we went out, she for some reason decided to put our dads entire laptop in there.

Also bonus: My friend once invited me over to their house to help with their costume, and when I came over, the costume was literally a gigantic trash can. No, not the actual object, They were literally making a giant trashcan costume.

I helped but still remained mildly confused in the process.

Malleus : I had a good friend who lived next to a graveyard, and sometimes we would just go on nice walks in the graveyard.

Lilia: Another Wilderness one: We were making Pasta, and one of the guys in our group was playing with a large thing of moss, tripped, and the moss got into the fucking pasta.

One guide said “Nature Consequence, we can still eat it” while the other screamed they were going to get fired.

Also, me and a friend were singing bo-burnham on a hike, and for some reason we had this stupid ass idea of making a fake fishing rod called…..

“The Child Catcher.”

(The irony ony of us both being 14 at the time so technically we were children)

We found a good fishing rod like stick and a vine, tied a vine on, and I kid you not we carried that thing for MILES. We also made a fork with a flatly shaped stick and a rock named Reddie.

Yea living in the woods does somethin to ya I gotta say.

Bonus: One of my childhood friends had a very giant dog, and one time we had a sleepover, she was laying infront of the other side of the door when we woke , and because of the way the door was, we couldn’t get through.

So my genius solution was to climb out the window (this was on the second floor) , Cha-Cha real smoothed to the nearest other window, go through there, and lure the dog away with a treat.

It worked.

Silver: Went to this make your own dipped popsicle thing with a good friend of mine, and watched in pure horror as she got a mango popsicle dipped in dark chocolate and rolled in fruity pebbles.

Another one: I was at a Sleepover and there was this tent like thing that was meant for tiny people (aka me, not really it was for toddlers but I was small enough to fit at the time), and at some point in the middle of the night, someone tripped on the tent and it entirely collapsed on me, and not only did I sleep through it, I ended up being the last person to wake up because they all saw the tent collapsed and assumed I was already awake.

Also I was camping once and I rolled away from my tarp and somehow down a road, and my friend said when she found me there was just several butterflies and caterpillars on me. I originally didn’t know but I found a caterpillar on my head that morning and apparently it was poisonous (I was fine and I named him Bob)

Sebek: I was in an escape room with some friends, and I discovered that a key we had gotten in the very beginning worked on another lock, so I did that, and later one of my loud friends finds a key and is SPIRALING because she can’t find what it unlocks for like 30 minutes, and after several minutes I realized, unintentionally slammed my hand on a desk and screamed “OH SHIT.” with zero context.

That experience was actually my first time in a escape room with friends, and not my family or a bunch of drunk strangers in suits + my concerned mother.

Second years : My friends in the priorly mentioned group consisted of who I’ll call N, who was doing 70% of the work, we had R, who was angrily searching for the lock to the key, we had T, the birthday boi, who was randomly making jokes about the 1930s, S, who genuinely forgot he had a key item in his pocket, and A, who dramatically serenaded the paintings after misinterpreting a clue and me, who kept accidentally unlocking shit ahead of time.

Third Years: Prior to the other mentioned event, we had gone to a small improv event that ended up being just us, and the poor guy running it kept giving us scenarios and random conditions which we would absolutely make the craziest shit from.

If I remember correctly, one of the skits was we were supposed to be a school board, and the condition was when someone said an idea, you had to say yes.

The result? a organ harvesting business thats front was a school, and everytime someone got detention, one organ of theirs was sold, and the funds went into funding the biogenetically engineered creation of Hatsune Miku and Cat Boys.

For some reason this skit also led somehow into atomic glitter and cocaine missiles, selling souls on Ebay with express shipping, using Sephora Products and Instagram to spread our propaganda, making meme complications of our crimes, and nuking the Bermuda Triangle.

Ask no questions because I have no answers.

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Yea thats it for now! Enjoy!

:3

[victimcentral]

John's second victim

This is written super quickly and might be kind of long but bare with me! I think I found something regarding Mikoto's case! Theory under cut :D

Ever since the trial 2 ending video I been thinking non stop about the fact that seemingly it confirmed the theory that John was a serial killer, for context ever since Double released I was in the belief that John only killed one person (the blonde guy we see in MeMe) and that his memories were just fragmented (since he was still forming during the events of the murder) leaving him to believe he killed multiple people (especially considering how dismissive and well how he doesn't seem to recall much about it, only remembering the fact that he wanted to protect Mikoto). Of course now we know that Milgram basically told us Mikoto is one of the people in Milgram with one of the most kills (idk why they translated to “the most kills” when Shidou is right there, but in jp it’s more like “one of the most”). 

This led me to question, how and who. For John’s blonde victim who for now I will call Blondie, I had a pretty good idea on how the murder and everything happened, I won't get into detail since it would take a lot of time to cover, my oomfie made a post that I agree with. Tldr Annoying coworker Mikoto was not very fond of, pent up rage for this person led to John killing him to get rid of this “stress” that was causing Mikoto (maybe someday I will go more in depth with this idea). But then there was the problem that, ever since the trial end video, I started to notice that MeMe in fact does show two victims, Blondie (the train murder), and… another person. 

From the framing of everything, John wearing the same clothes during both murders, and that it’s shown that it happened on the same night, I concluded John killed two people in the same event, but… my main question was, who was this second victim, I had a pretty solid theory on who Blondie guy, but this second person was a complete mystery to me, I reread everything to try and see if there were other clues but really I had nothing, we don’t even have a design for this person, but we know it exists because of the Undercover crime location, it matches up pretty well with where we see John kill this second person.

(Especially the wires)  Meanwhile we know Blondie died by the train, so no doubt about it. (I mean he died in a sort of tunnel place, where we can see here clearly they are more in the open, we can see the sky..!)

While talking to my friends about it this night, rewatching MeMe on loop to try and see something, I spotted something interesting: In the scene that we see Blondie crawling away, the screen has like the same effect on the edges as when we see a person walking towards Kayano at the start of MeMe, this effect is supposed to resemble the inside of an eye, as if we are seeing from the point of view of a person.

In both of these scenes we can see that the “screen” blinks, making it obvious we are seeing from the perspective of a person. 

And it’s not just some visual effect of the scene, as we can see when the scene zooms in, the effect is nowhere to be found.

But look, during the murder, this eye like effect is on full display

This person is no other than the second victim. And this shows that victim two witnessed the murder of Blondie, they saw John kill, and once John noticed he killed them to keep away from anyone knowing. Basically victim two is just a witness who saw the first murder, ran away, and got killed. We can tell they ran away since the crime location in MeMe is noticeably somewhat close to where the train station is. (Credits to Doctor Bunny, I wouldn't have been able to notice this haha)

in here I will lay out how I think the events happened, because my wording probably doesn’t make any sense lolll

also this could explain all the imagery of Mikoto feeling “observed” in both MeMe and Double images here

(in fact, we even see the same effect on the edges as the victim two pov in here lol)

(All the eyes… he is being observed)

And to add last, it would make sense of John’s statement of “killing whoever was passing by”, because truth be told, that second victim truly was just a random person that was passing by, who just happened to witness the murder. 

Thx for reading! This probably makes no sense since I literally just noticed this and wanted to talk about it! In the future I may rewrite this honestly… this is prolly written like shit LMAOO, just wanted to spread the idea around :D! And if someone came up with it before and I never noticed it, let it be known :o !! Sorry if that’s the case haha ^^’ And if I explained somth awfully and want me to elaborate let me know pls!! I love rambling bout Milgram haha

[solar-tl-27]

OH HEY WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT I’M BACK

Yall never get regular posts from me omg you guys I’M SO SORRYYYY

but but but but but ya’ll wont believe it

I have been… DOING ART?! youuuuu heard that right folks i me MYSELF AM d-doing art.

Ok soooo i got a few updates

Life is still incredibly hectic i swear i feel like one of those fanfic writers tha5 post like

Hey sorry it took 8 years i was in a coma! But thankfully that’s not… entirely the case?

I’m on the list for an appointment to see if i have adhd because hearing my friends who are diagnosed and medicated talk about literally MY EXACT ISSUES AND IT HELPING i was like… damm maybe it is the good ol case of audhd … so hopefully hopefully i can get something to help with that!

Uhhh in other news I’m saving for a laptop so i can get into video editing and idk make some animation memes and animatics!

But ofcourse

Ofcourse

I promised art let’s not dwindle any more!

First of all we have some art i did for my story quest for the moon (i did blur out a bit just cuz well idk my audience that well so i’ll be bluring it even though it takes away a bit of context)

Then another piece for that series and then… omg.. no way is that?! Is it?!

Hehe surprise let’s get into the first art!

3 GOT ANOTHER REDESIGN AND MIGUELS’S FIRST FULL ART

Welcome welcome to my sweet sweet sweet baby angel boy Three that’s right he’s been on my mind again so i drew him… kinda like a splash art? If he was in a gacha game very cute very demure (if that meme’s old already… no it’s not)

And then we have THE VILLAIN of quest for the moon

Miguel also our main character ash in the corner hiiii ash

Miguel is basically like the mentor that’s secretly just try to steal your powers type he’s very much an opportunist and i love to draw him and loooove to hate him! This piece is basically foreshadowing extravaganza that will… eventually be clear i swear I promise I PROMISE but for now enjoy the piece it took sooo long

Next art!

This is still a work in progress it’s not done yet but I’m incredibly proud of it soooooo I’m showing it anyway and then we’ll get into the surprise

MEET MY SON ALEXANDER

ohhh my goodness after being in art block for so long it feels so nice to just get a solid redes out i’m soooo happy with how he’s turning out AA that’s my son MY BOY one of my oldest oc’s from so so so so long ago and fun fact i drew both pieces with the exact same brush heheheh the headshot next to him is his brother phoenix

Ok NOW FOR THE SURPRISE

Guess what! That’s right i have actually ACTUALLY started finding my way into the new project reignited

That’s right we got a MAIN CAST now

Now obviously some are.. easy to find the original inspiration for but they won’t be that similar to the redesigns they used to be no no no

Welcome the new crew of project reignited!

Muse, Plume, Thea, Orianne & caelusss

Muse is the main character a human boy who is just trying his best who gets swooped up into helping a dragon girl save her kingdom and the magical dimension while also fighting to preserve his home town!

Plume a dragon girl (plume, bloom you get the gist) who somehow ended up on earth is now tasked to find help to save her people and mother while also discovering the beauty of earth

Thea the daughter of an urban development company ceo and the love interest of muse (did i get myself this invested into a ship that i made it canon here… yes.) she’s a frail girl but is forced to step in as her fathers ideas turn from helpful to greedy and destructive

Orianne Thea and Muse’s friend and the more motherly of the group but faced with difficult circumstances and changes in her life can cause her to lash out as her life is completely steered of its course by magic and her dad remarrying.

Caelus! Muse’s closest friend a pretty chill guy that works at an icecream parlour during the week and helps his family with their market food stand in the weekend, he really wants to be a culinary chef but doesn’t know if he can truly achieve his goals in his hometown.

That’s the gang this will from now on be an original concept and no longer a winx rewrite yes winx will be an inspiration for this work but i do not intend to go the fairy route nor make the world building as big as i had made it in my rewrite… what you will see is me taking my rewritten work as a basis for this story considering i have basically rewritten my version of domino, zenith and solaria from scratch sooooo SWEET BABY BOY CRYOS MY BABY will be making a return later on in this story he’s mine he’s my son my boy i can do with his character whatever i pleaseeee ok ty

That’s the update that’s the post thank you all for enjoying my content and my terrible upload schedule life had beeeeeen hectic ty ty hope ya’ll stay for more and if this was your first post of mine you saw…. Check out my other work pls and thank u

Oki

BYEEEEE

[void-of-unparalleled-chaos]

Twice now I have tried to make a reblog reply about Walter and twice now Tumblr has eaten it. So let's try it this way @chaos-bringer-13

Allow me to take you back to the ✨QUARANTINE DAYS✨ and tell you the tale of a pumpkin that may or may not have housed a god

So back in good old 2020/21 we are in the thrall of the COVID-19 pandemic. My state in particular had super heavy quarantine restrictions, and as someone with lung issues, my mom and myself were not taking any chances. I haven't left my house in maybe 5 months. Nor have I seen any of my friends outside of video calls. Senior year of High School so far has sucked.

I'm talking to my friend, we'll call her Marie, and I mention off hand "Yeah I'm starting to feel a bit lonely." Now Marie has known me for a solid 8 years at this point. She knows my type of humor and attachment to what we would now and days call "skrungly" objects. She decides "hmm. I can fix this!"

Marie's mom (who was... certainly a human being) for some god forsaken reason decided to buy a white pumpkin and give it to Marie with the idea that she would harvest the seeds from it and plant them in the garden (why she did this instead of just buying pumpkin seeds I will never know). Instead of doing this, Marie takes this pumpkin and draws a realistic face on it that can only be described as similar to the handsome squidward meme. She drives to my house, sets the pumpkin on my doorstep with a note, and then FUCKING BOOKS IT.

I open the door to see this pumpkin with a note that reads "Hello Momther, I am Walter."

(Not the best photo but this is in fact Walter sitting in the dark in my front yard while Marie (not pictured) stands on my driveway holding a single candle and chanting).

Anyway immediately I take him inside completely smitten and unknowing as to what this pumpkin will create.

At this point of quarantine, we have gone back to classes but they are completely online. I decide that the best thing I could possibly do with Walter is set him on a stack of notebooks behind me so that when I turn my camera on he would be there... watching. Notably, one guy who never unmuted himself did so just long enough to ask "Void... what the fuck is that."

Needless to say I got endless entertainment from the reactions, but all good things have to come to an end. Unfortunately, I live in a desert and pumpkins simply don't survive. They typically would rot within a few days where I was living at the time, so my Mom told me to move it outside at least. I decide to put him by the front door. This front door has a little half wall that leads up to it. I put him on top of it facing the walkway so whenever a package is delivered the mailman would be faced with Walter and have to make eye contact before leaving the mail. I figure I'll probably get a couple more days out of him before he rots.

This is where it starts to get weird

Another week passes. Two. Unlike every single pumpkin I've ever had for Halloween, Walter shows no signs of rotting despite being exposed to the elements. The pumpkin is at this point about a month and a half old and still perfectly fine. Marie, our friends, and I all kind of laugh it off as a random one time thing and expect it to rot within another week.

IT. FUCKING. DOESN'T.

4 months into having Walter and he is still as good as new. Around this time the vaccines for covid started rolling out, so my friends and I get to see each other again. They are just as baffled as me about Walter. Of course, us being us, we have been referring to Walter like an actual person this whole time because that's just our humor. We give him little head pats and forehead rubs as we enter or leave my house and say hello/goodbye to him.

Also around this time, my mom and myself are beginning to prep for moving to another state. We have also started doing some in person classes again. I had been cleaning out my room one morning, and just so happened to leave a piece of sea glass in front of Walter as I left for school. I had a strangely good day. Managed to get an A on a test if I remember right. I come home, see the glass in front of the pumpkin, and start thinking. The next day I leave him something else. Another good luck day! I try this again and every single time I leave him an offering something good happens! I tell my friends about it and they start doing it too and experiencing the same results. We decide that he must be some god of luck inhabiting this pumpkin vessel and rewinding time on it to keep it from rotting.

At some point someone gave him an orange and I swear to god the pumpkin started getting orange marks on its forehead. He still wasn't rotting though! We decided that he obviously has been absorbing the power from the offerings.

Around this time I realise the I have somehow created a partially serious cult and decide I might as well lean into it. I actually enlisted the help of the neighbor kids to take this photo.

Time passes. Walter is about 10 months old now and still going strong. We have graduated highschool and I'm going to be moving in a week. I can't take Walter with me, so Marie decides she will take him. But first, she is going to help us move. It's a 6 hour drive. We put Walter in the passenger seat window so that all the cars passing us can see him.

After she helps us, Marie and Walter continue on to yet another state where Marie will be attending university. Walter is almost if not a year old when he finally starts to rot. Marie, in her dorm room mind you, makes a plaster cast of his head and redraws his face on it. To this day Walter hangs in his new, more durable vessel, guarding her spice cabinet.

By the end of Walter's reign, he had reached his 1st birthday, scared who knows how many mailmen, met 3 of my teachers in person, visited 3 USA states, and briefly had an instagram account.

[butterrdream]

2, 6, 9, 10! So sorry if you've answered these since it seems you got so many already! [My head was spinning trying to remember fjrjr] anyway feel free to ignore any you've been asked!! Hope you are doing all right! 🩷🩷🩷🫶🏾

Hi Nimo!!! It's no problem at all! If I've already answered it I'll just link the previous response! Thank you so much for taking the time to send me any questions when I know you haven't been feeling well!! 2. Are there any popular fandom OTPs you only BroTP?

Honestly? Just about every popular or canon ship lol. Gokudera and Yamamoto? buds. Reborn and Tsuna? mentor and student but so close they're basically family. Hibari and Tsuna? Secret third thing that's platonic. Reborn and Luce? Besties. Tsuna and Kyoko? a one-sided crush that eventually becomes a really solid friendship. Chrome and Mukuro? another secret third thing that's different from Tsuna and Hibari's secret third thing. Hibari and Mukuro? frenemies (but more so bordering on enemies). TBH I'm more likely to like a dynamic as platonic over romantic!!

6. Has fandom ever made you enjoy a pairing you previously hated?

Answered here ★!

9. Most disliked character(s)? Why

answered here! ★ (For real if I see any of the Cervello 🤜)

10. Most disliked arc? Why?

Oh my gosh okay, you're opening a flood gate. Okay so of all the manga canon arcs my least favourite is the future arc, only because I felt it dragged on a little too much but otherwise it was a fine arc also it has the least amount of Reborn screentime /lh. HOWEVER, the filler arcs? Specifically the arcobaleno trials arc? My nemesis. I dislike them so much. Okay, so I've gone into it a bit before on my other blog as to why I don't like them or don't consider them canon (you can read that here if anyone is interested ★) but even in that post I was trying so hard to be nice about it kjdsahak.

They're bad. They represent the Arcos so poorly and one thing I didn't even mention in my post is the stupid arcobaleno pact they added to the fillers which?? makes no sense??? Literally contradicts canon information we have on the arcobalenos. Like what do you mean they can't attack one another and if one does everyone else needs to gang up and attack them back? What's the point of that? Also they've literally been attacking each other from day one, literally our first introduction to Colonnello and Skull was the mafia land chapters where they're all fighting and Skull attacks the whole place dsakjhad. (and also how do they know so little about the curse itself but they know about this pact? when was this ever communicated to them?? Did Checkerface just give them a set of guidelines and they were just chill with following it??)

And this is a topic I have talked about with another friend too but other arcobaleno characters also were written kinda poorly, Verde being one of them. In my post I talk about how they sorta make Reborn OOC too, and also why this filler is definitely the reason why people villainize Luce. Okay this is getting too long but know I could go on and on about this topic lmao. All in all... The arco fillers... My behated... The primo fillers in my opinion were just fine tho

ask meme

[ikilledjoedick]

@flownwrong thank you for tagging me in this film meme yay :)

Rules: Post 9 of your favorite films you saw for the first time in 2024 that aren't new (2023/2024) but are new to you, and tag 9 others to do the same.

Im tagging @gueule @amanitaphalloides @newsom @life-lifeisalongtime and anyone else who wants to do it!

Movie thoughts under the cut:

1) I ’m thinking of ending things was the first movie I watched this year and I truly adored it. It was brilliantly written and featured some powerhouse performances. I read the book immediately after finishing, and while the book and movie have some key differences, I think the film was a phenomenal act of translation. Both left me with the bone deep chill of an intricate, sick dream and I found it difficult to shake.

2) persuasion is great! I also read the book after finishing and it quickly became my favorite Austen. Hard to beat second chances at love.

3) Dracula 2000 is an unsung classic. Dracula is revealed to be Judas iscariot. 10/10 no notes

4) You complain about a life that YOU chose. You are not a victim. Not at all. Your generosity conceals something dirtier and meaner. You're incapable of facing your ambitions and you resent me for it, but I'm not the one who put you where you are. I had nothing to do with it! You're not sacrificing yourself as you say. You choose to sit on the sidelines because you're afraid! Your pride makes your head explode before you can even come up with a germ of an idea! You wake up at 40 needing someone to blame. You're the one to blame! You're petrified by your own fucking standards and your fear of failure! This is the truth!

5) a triumphant testament to the enduring and indefatigable soul of the himejoshi. I love any movie that is written and directed like a play. I cried watching it and then also like a week later in the shower thinking about it

6) BRILLIANT FILM. Hands down the best horror I saw this year. La Llorona weaves the personal and the historical seamlessly. Deeply haunting and shockingly cathartic. A must see for anyone who cares about horror, history, or justice.

7) WHAT IS THERE TO SAY THAT HASNT BEEN SAID. A dirty gut punch of a film. This movie sat me down and made me confront some important things in myself that I had been avoiding. I’ve never seen dysphoria depicted in such a raw, honest, and unflinching way. I tend to agree with the director’s takeaway—this isn’t a cautionary tale, rather a brutal (but deftly crafted!) examination of what transition can mean. This movie made me write a chapbook. This is cheating bc the film did come out this year but I wanted to talk about it

8) if I haven’t texted you directly about this movie count your blessings. I need a lawyer present to discuss it. Honestly just message me about it I’ve got a minimum of 5 paragraphs locked and loaded.

9) i also watched this movie for the first time this year! After we watched it my friends and I spent a solid 20 minutes bemoaning the death of color and film. I can’t say I’ve ever seen anything like it before. What a gory, decadent gem of a film.

[tarakanpaintedpurple]

Getting to know your moots

Tagged by @prince--esque so now its your cross to bear >:)

•What's the origin of your blogs title?

Tarakan means cockroach in my native language, as well as shares the first two letters with my irl name. Sadly, just „tarakan“ handle was taken, so i colored the thing purple.

•Favorite fandoms

Although i post and talk exclusively about Destiny 2, i used to be a very active fan in most of the fandoms of 2010‘s (yes im old back off), so Undertale, Vocaloids, small bits of FNaF, TMNT, musicals (Hamilton and The Guy who didn’t like musicals mainly), animation memes community and Marvel at its prime. After 2020 the only fandom i remember being in is Arcana. I also like Ultrakill, but know very little about it lol

•OTPs+Ship name

Aside from canon ones i dont really have any solid ships. I do think some characters (Elsie and Shaxx) would look cute together, but to call them a ship would be an overkill imo. Basically ship the characters you like with the other characters you like, mix and match babey :]

•Favourite colours

Lilac, sky blue, yellowish orange and navy green

•Favourite game

From the ones that i play/played, Undertale, Katana zero, Stray, Streets of rage 4, Disco Elysium and Destiny 2 hold a special place in my heart.

•Weirdest habit/trait

Striking random ballet starting positions, minus the arms. Be careful with dance classes, kids.

•Hobbies

Aside from drawing and gaming, i sew with cross stitch, bike, try to stay alive during pilates and do jigsaw puzzles.

•Something you're good at

Drawing line by line(???). Can’t remember what my art teacher called it in school, basically instead of trying to replicate the 3D object using shapes or tracing an image, you look at the outline of the subject and draw it line by line. Helps when you’re learning to draw something for the first time. With that being said, been told that my art looks traced by my art professors, so tread carefully lol

•Something you're bad at

Expressing myself with words. Always either over explain or dont say enough.

•Something you excel at

Badminton, wanna 1v1?

•Something you love

Winter, it associates with a lot of positive things for me, like my partner’s bd and first time meeting my friend. Also snow, love the snow.

•Something you could talk about for hours without off the cuff

Conspiracy theories >:)

•Something you hate

Lack of empathy/understanding. Like dude, we have limited time in this world, and you decide the best way to spend your days is to make others miserable?

•Something you collect

Unique bus/train/subway tickets, my most prized possession as of now is a metro ticket from Kazan that looks like a coin :]

•Something you forget

A lot of things, im incredibly forgetful. There’s a possibility that there’s a forgotten cup of cold tea standing, waiting for me, as im writing this.

•What's your love language

Physical touch and words of affirmation. You’re awesome, squeeze my hand

•Favorite movie/show

Men in black (don’t laugh), Good Omens and Gravity Falls

•Favorite food

My mom’s tiramisu, my partner’s chicken curry and dumplings. And sushi, but everybody likes sushi.

•Favorite animal

Seals, polar owls, pigeons and bunnies. Perfect mix of aerodynamic and cute

•Favorite subject in school

Art class when we got to draw stuff and computer science. I also liked literature.

•Least favourite subject

History and sewing, because the teachers were just awful

•What's your best character trait?

Рeople’ve told me that my jokes and support help them immensely, so i guess im an excellent jester ‘,:)

•If you could change any detail of your day right now, what would it be?

No aching back, otherwise im doing great.

•If you could travel in time, who would you like to meet?

My grandma in her youth, she’s an amazing lady and i wish i could meet her before the time got to her. Also, Little Ceasar’s CEO

•Recommend one of your favorite fanfics

Not a fanfic reader, sadly. Buuut i did like @makoredeyes ‘s amazing work: https://archiveofourown.org/works/58466131/chapters/148934281

Also, no pressure mentions: @valdakon @perianth-nixie @makoredeyes @phoenixichi @cannyparagon

[graysongraysoff]

hearts section!! gimme all cat's hearts!!

oc details ask meme

all cat's hearts!!!!!!

❤️ RED HEART — what are three of your oc's positive traits?

she is very loving!!! her heart was found full of love!!! it has not so far worked out great for her but the love persists, and though she is afraid of basically everything she will face those fears to protect her loved ones every time!!!

she’s generally very patient with other people and tends to give them the benefit of the doubt. even after suffering terrible abuse from her father and eventually from joseph, she still has a lot of faith in and empathy for people in general. she understands very deeply that fear can make people do insane things and she tries not to judge them for it.

she’s very good at like artsy/crafty things - obviously doing hair, since that’s what she does for work, but also things like makeup and drawing and making little knick-knacks and stuff. she tends to hand-make cards and gifts for people.

🤍 WHITE HEART — what are three of your oc's neutral/questionable traits?

this is a neutral trait in the sense of like, it’s not her fault, but her past has made her very susceptible to Cult Tactics, hence her ending up in a cult. there is a non-zero number of red flags she will wilfully ignore because she wants to feel like she belongs somewhere, even if that somewhere is a little fucked up.

she is extremely shy and timid, which can be a challenge at her hair salon job, but she is a favorite among clients who prefer not to have small talk while they get their hair done.

she isn’t very “book smart”/good at school, which is one of the reasons she pursued cosmetology. her best subjects were math and art, but even in those she was a solid low b/high c student.

💔 BROKEN HEART — what are three of your oc's negative traits?

she is not immune to jealousy, especially once solevi well and truly starts up. it’s bad enough that levi is romantic with a demon who wouldn’t even be here if isaac hadn’t been killed, but the fact that clearly some part of isaac is still stuck to solas makes it even worse. think like “neither of us should be kissing this demon regardless, but if anyone should be kissing this demon it’s me” kind of vibes.

relatedly, remember when faramir was like “you wish now that our places had been exchanged. that i had died and boromir had lived,” and denethor was all “yes. i wish that”? since levi was slated for sacrifice from the moment she first met him, she is also not immune to wishing he had died instead of isaac (unlike denethor though she hates herself adequately for wishing this bc unlike denethor she actually does love levi lol).

she is more than a little codependent/clingy.

💘 HEART WITH ARROW — what and/or who do(es) your oc consider the most important to them?

the cassidys 🩵

🧡 ORANGE HEART — does your oc tend to prioritize family or friends?

she kind of considers her friends her family bc her actual family kind of fucked her whole life up, so. yes?? lol.

💛 YELLOW HEART — how many languages does your oc speak? what language(s) are they learning, if any?

she only speaks english :,) she took a little bit of french in high school, but wasn’t very good at it and didn’t stick with it. she knows some latin phrases from Cult Stuff, lol.

💚 GREEN HEART — does your oc prefer being inside or outside?

inside! but she’s got nothing against being outside, especially in like Nature. mostly she just likes to minimize the chance that a stranger will try to talk to her, lol.

💙 BLUE HEART — does your oc have any cool/special powers and/or abilities? how are they with magic, if it exists in their world?

she’s got a witch eye! so she can actually see through a lot of supernatural illusions/glamor which is why one of her neutral/questionable traits is like. willing to stay in a cult long after learning just how fucked up it is, lol. she’s definitely got a little bit of “i didn’t think the leopards would eat my face” about her before isaac is killed, because the cassidys are Cult Elite, right? nothing bad is going to happen to them, and if they just have to torture a kid once in a while to live in omelas…

💜 PURPLE HEART — what is your oc's ancestry/genetic background?

HWHITE BABY, ambiguously White, super pale with freckles. i think her last name is french but like. she’s just one of them White Americans. like the cheese.

🖤 BLACK HEART — has your oc killed or seriously wounded anyone before? have they broken someone's heart and/or broken someone's trust?

she isn’t the one who actually ends up killing joseph, but she definitely helps, haha. the morningstar cult involves a lot of blood rituals and sacrifices, too, so there’s that. but i think for the most part she’s more of a crime of negligence type girly — she knows that people are being killed and being turned into horrible silent hill beasts, and she chooses to do nothing about that. thinks it’s probably a good thing, even! if joseph is turning someone into a silent hill beast he must have a good reason right??

THANK YOU i really love rotating her so much ahhh 🩵

[runicmagitek]

was tagged but the incredible @iffylogic for this meme game! Thank you~

Any eating utensil preference? Uhh whatever gets the food into my mouth? I'm not picky.

A genre of music you love? I have an eclectic taste, so I'm game for anything. I have a soft spot for 80s/synth vibes. Also love garage rock/grunge tunes, anything with a piano, and whatever the fuck the pipeline is going on with triphop to lofi/chillhop

A type of seasoning/condiment that would make anything edible for you? Japanese mayo

Pens or pencils? What kind? Pens! I've been journaling a lot more lately and have gotten really into pens/markers. I use a Uniball Signo DX 0.5 for the bulk of my writing and a Sakura Pigma Micron 08 for making to-do lists/headers. The next time I have to make a jetpens order, I need to grab some calligraphy markers to try out. Is my handwriting messy? Yes. Am I having fun? HELL YEAH.

What’s your weirdest/most interesting hobby? Does making spreadsheets count? No? Ok, I guess second most interesting is needle felting, which I haven't done in a while, but I do enjoy it a ton!

If you had to get rid of one color entirely, what would it be? Green

Any allergies? Oh yeah lolsob. Both with medicines and shit in nature. We love to see it 🫠

Favorite fictional character? Celes!! My preferences change over time, but she'll forever be my queen.

Favorite real person that you don’t personally know? Uhhhh let's say Shirley Manson. Glad I picked a solid badass to rock out to since I was… *does math* 10?? Good job bitty!me

How many alarms do you have set? WAAAAAY TOO MANY HSKSHSJSJ I can't survive without them: for waking up, for taking various meds, for taking breaks to stretch, for remembering to do things like drink water/journal/etc. Tho out of all my alarms, my favorite ones are like, three back-to-back alarms within five minutes or so of each other with increasingly more aggressive titles asking if I've put rice in the rice cooker yet (bc I failed my bf ONCE when he asked me and I will not fall for that mistake again)

Do you have any pets? Do you want some? Not right now 😭 I wish I did, but a) my apartment charges $50 per pet per month and b) since the actual fire that happened back in December, I'm fucking terrified of the idea of something like that going on when my bf and I are at work. But whenever (if lolsob) we get our own place, I'd love to bring some kitties home. I miss having a cat.

Favorite drink, alcoholic or not? Masala chai! Honestly any good cup of tea hits the spot, but that's my fave.

Favorite smell? Cinnamon and cloves. It smells like home.

Favorite shoes? Uhhhh whatever doesn't kill my feet/ankles. I do love me a good pair of converse and vans tho. Probably my Captain Marvel converse are my faves, but they're not ideal for long walks.

How do you feel about bugs and spiders? Mostly no. I love butterflies and ladybugs and dragonflies and bumblebees, but I can do without most buggies. I AM better about spiders these days, mostly bc I share an office with a corner spider who I swear is the same spider for the past four years. I call him Steve. Steve's a real one. Steve murders the other annoying pests. Steve gets a pass.

Outdoors or indoors? I LOVE being outdoors, but the outdoors doesn't like me hsksjskd so better off inside or at least under some shade and away from buggies who view me as a buffet.

Sunny or rainy? Both are good but damn, nothing beats a rainy day inside with a good book and tea.

Where would you really like to visit? Would you move there? Honestly? I want to visit all my long distance friends 🥺🫂 I love you guys. Maybe one day we can chill on a couch together in silence

Are you a people person? Um…. it's complicated? Online, I'm a lot more chill and really happy to chat with people. I honestly prefer socializing this way bc it's way less stressful for me. In person? Yeah, not so much. I've earned the nickname "house cat" from my college friends bc I typically just sit in a corner for hours and talk with whoever approaches me one-on-one. But if we're close and I feel comfort, I LOVE hanging out with friends and would gladly chat for hours. Just, you know... takes a WHILE to get to that level of comfort.

At what temperature do you keep your home (or would if you could)? Right now? 65°F bc summer. This will change come winter.

Not going to tag anyone, but if you're reading this and are interested? Consider yourself tagged!!! 💖

[fluffypotatey]

Haha, it sure was! You are such a mood, beautiful reaction. 10/10 clarification too, love it. very solid thoughts, and gosh lol strategically placed calls of macaroni and macandy make your replies so much funner to read. "and ain’t it fascinating how despite how long it’s been since either character have talked or interacted with each other, they still know the ins and outs of their behavior and thoughts." YES FLUFFY its one of the best parts of their dynamic oooh you're so haunted by what you had before, its so easy to slip into and catch you off guard and that's why I bring you episode 2!!

THEY HAVE A CARTOON ABOUT WUKONG PROSECUTING MACAQUE IN COURT IM SHRIEKING! MK is all "gasp, do we need a lawyer? not to worry, I watched every episode about monkey king in court. I'm very familiar with legal dramas." its a REAL thing Fluffy! he's so funny, we joke about MK being Wukong's lawyer in memes but it's legit now. *awkward laugh* "I need a moment to speak with my clients." tfw your cilents are the most problematic ppl around, you're gonna need a darn good lawyer pal. Macaque instantly recognizing the spell and running was so choppy he looked silly 😭 the "stop!" could've been so smooth lol. oh well. Wukong stumbling back too, oh Flying Bark I miss your movements. but thank goodness for the writers. ALSO the fact he instantly goes "we will....all be alright....relax" to comfort MK despite literally just being chained and hurt. oof, "I really don't want to wear this thing anymore. this time, it's stuck on tighter." omg when the eng dub comes out IF THEY MAKE THE PARALLEL TO THE MOUNTAIN SEALING MORE OBVIOUS. "I'm the one whose suffering, so why are you moping?" "Because I wasn't planning to go to jail today." "So you think I planned and wanted all this?" "You think I'm happy we were caught together?" AND THAT LAST BIT. He points all sassy at Mac with his tail with emphasis and bites his lips and stares at his tail (still pointing at Mac) like it committed a crime against him. what is wrong with them...I think you'll enjoy Wukong still teasing Nezha constantly lol. ITS ALSO SO FUNNY WHEN MK ASKS WUKONG TO NARRATE LIKE MR. TANG and he's like, are you serious?!?!? ok fine.

anon, you have no idea how many times i have rewatched ep2 🫠 it haunts me

be haunted. like me :)

*inhales*……..*exhales*

DO YOU KNOW! DO YOU KNOWWWWW!!!!

do you know how unwell i became when i watched these with the subtitles???? do you know how many times i reminded just to watch every minute detail??? do you know how much Macky is placed in corners or in the background but is the most expressive????

these gay ass monkeys 🫠

AND THENNNNNN!!! AND THEN YOU HAVE MK WHO IS REACTING LIKE HE WOULD IN S1 AND 2 BC HE STILL WANTS TO ACT LIKE EVERYTHING IS A-OKAY AND NORMAL AND NO FREAKY MONKEY MAGIC IS MESSING WITH HIS SANITY

MK with his Ace Attorney attire and then how he is talking to Nezha and how he is trying so hard to make light of the situation (which swk plays into until the Li Jing places the circlet)

AND THEN!!! we have this :)

SWK GETS COLLARED AND MK FREAKS THE FUCK OUT

y’all remember s4, right? how Azure brings the gang back from the scroll and MK learns that he was used to free Azure’s friend but never Wukong and flips out? because i do :D

and now he’s watching his mentor/friend in pain and he wants to help but doesn’t know how and he doesn’t trust his powers anymore BUT THEN SWK HOLDS HIS HAND AND CALMS HIM DOWN SO QUICKLYA ND I JUST

so yeah :)