#might delete this idk

[momolith]

snake boys... zhuzhi-lang and my oc naganori...

[junicult]

i saw a tiktok…….it made me think of this..

kissing harvey is one of your favorite things. every single aspect. he’s good at it, his lips are soft, he’s tender, and no matter how many times he’ll do it, he always pulls away with warm cheeks and a geeky smile on his face.

it’s cute when he tilts his head a little, eagerly leaning in to kiss you after a while apart…and then his glasses knock against your forehead.

but it’s even cuter when he just lets it a short laugh, lowering his head a little more before he’s connecting his lips with yours. and with his larger frames, i think it’s safe to say it happens a lot. leaning in, he’s cupping his hand on your cheek to pull you closer before his glasses quietly clink against your nose, and you both just giggle to acknowledge it. sometimes when he’s missing you a little extra, and he’s finally getting to kiss you, the glasses will smush against your face as usual and he just huffs, pulling away impatiently to tug the glasses off and place them on the nearest surface all the while still focusing on you.

[takami-takami]

Alley Cat.

includes— hawks x reader. minors dni. hurt/comfort.

warnings— ptsd. trauma. panic. abuse. breathing exercises. genuinely be careful.

Cats are never offered the benefit of the fucking doubt.

Selfish, standoffish, distrustful; all labels from those who's hand the cat rejects. But strays wander the gutters of society, and they see man for all it tries to hide amongst itself. You show your true colors around an animal, they say.

When you claw at the cotton of his shirt, desperate for the touch of a human you miraculously deemed safe, Keigo cannot help but be reminded of a stray cat left clawing for safety.

"I can't fucking take this anymore," you sob and wrack your breaths, clutching the fabric of his shirt. He lets you for a moment, lets you wet his clothes with tears, evidence of the pain he aches to take away. "I can't do this– everyone, Kei'. It hurts– you have to believe me, please believe me–"

He hushes you, walking you backwards with his thumbs rubbing soothing circles at the crest of your cheeks, until the back of your knees hits the soft of the mattress below. He crouches down, sharp yet gentle eyes demanding your current attention. Your eyes are wide, sitting stiff and pupils blown. He holds up a single finger for you to focus on, speaking with calm authority.

"Baby. Baby, look at me. Just like that," he visibly softens when you eye his movement, the hand in front of you swaying like the simplest foliage in a breeze. Careful and attentive, you place your trust in him; in its entirety, its sacred entirety. He'll never take that for granted.

All the riches in the world at his disposal never mattered to him. It can't, never could compete when held to the light of what you offer.

Your trust. You trust him with the crumbling heart you shield from the world. Everyone but him gets bared jaws and wild, gnashed teeth.

To you, your defensive snarls are an ugly sound; but to him, it can't be. Not when the mere sight of him, and only him, could get the stray cat of your heart to calm its raised hairs and cease to hiss.

"Thank you, baby. Still with me?" You shudder. You can't nod right now, but that's fine. "You're safe with me. We're going to breathe, okay?"

He asks it like a guiding question, but with the undercurrent of an order.

Stable. Perfect.

Breathing... Breathing is easy, right? You muse to yourself through gulping breaths. Keigo knows how to breathe. Keigo is good at breathing. He'll teach you.

"With me, okay?" He smells like oak. Warm, sunny oak. "In through your nose, fill your belly first. Deep. Then your chest. Count to five with me," he instructs, breathing along like the gentlest visual guide. "Hold for five. Perfect. Now exhale, get the air out your chest first. Then the belly, push out firm, get all the air out. Do that with me for five seconds."

He smiles approvingly, eyes twinkling at the firm furrow of your brow. His perfect sweetheart, trying so good for him. "There we are. Hold for five again before you inhale. And repeat."

You follow his footsteps, like the clumsiest dance. As the clock ticks by, your lightheadedness calls your attention.

You clutch at the fuzzy sleeves of his hero costume's coat. "Feels a bit dizzy."

"Good," he beams. "That means it's working."

"K-Kei'," you stutter still. Calmer, but stuttering still. "S-Sor– I'm s-sorry."

You feel a gentle kiss at the corner of each eye. The saltiness of your tears doesn't deter him one bit. "Nothin' to be sorry for, dove. I've got you."

What feels like eons of comfortable silence drapes the room, covers your shoulders like the thickest shield of feathers. You don't even notice the tangible, real ones, the ones from his wings, surrounding you for the longest time; like they're meant to be there. Meant to shield you away from the ghastly realities and pinpricks that crawl up your spine.

Distantly, it occurs to him that perhaps he was always meant to protect you. Nothing else in his life has ever felt so natural. He was never asked to do this, never made to. His soul beckons him to you, to be the shade of your resting tree.

Sturdy and firm and earthy, you think. You can nestle by the roots, press against the grounding bark for stability. The leaves of his feathers will shade you here, the branches of his wings swaying with a gentleness that masks the power of a great oak.

Even stray cats don't belong in gutters. Even if they can survive, scrape out alive, that isn't where they're meant to be. Before man built cities from scaffolds, the cat was free to roam nature as its own. It was free to rest.

"I don't understand," you start with an enraged quiver lacing your throat. "Why it has to be this way. Why people hurt people. Why everyone around me is dangerous."

Keigo knows. He's seen too much with his own eyes to doubt what you say. Wordlessly, he lifts you into his lap, scooting toward the corner of the bed that faces the wall. You'll feel safer by something sturdy.

In the barely there light dripping from the open window, you feel the breeze drifting inside. You want to close it. You know Keigo wouldn't let you. Fresh air is good for you.

"Why? Why do we accept it? I don't understand what is wrong with people."

He hums, interlacing your fingers with his. He watches the downturn of your eyes, marvels at how they sit in the shade of your lashes; those same lashes that are beaded with far too old tears.

"I can't promise answers, dove." He swallows thick; it's a contemplative action before he steels his voice, firmer and more resolved than you've ever heard. "But I can promise I'll protect you."

The furrow of his brow, the righteous rage on your behalf lacing his tone, is all you need to know how serious he is. He speaks with the finality you could only expect from a man as dedicated to his mission as Keigo himself.

"As long as you'll let me protect you, no one will touch a hair on your head. That's a promise."

[storiesoflilies]

it’s so much easier said than done to not let sly/passive aggressive comments get to you honestly.

like, please people like this are so beyond fucking aggravating. like what do you get out of this???

[loverboybrightsideghost]

i’m two days late, but here’s my terrible comic! i am never beating the try hard allegations, unfortunately, but i DID make this in about an hour so. There.

i try to be a positive person and even when i can’t deny i feel bad, i don’t really like acknowledging it so much. it’s not really pessimism, but i guess this comic is just a little bit of me allowing myself to say “hey i don’t feel okay and i don’t like not feeling okay.” idk. art! or whatever

i did my best on the ID but if anyone has suggestions to make it better, that would be greatly appreciated!

[ghostboyhood]

fuck ass brian slade drawing that i started at 3 am.. i dont like it but oughh

[macbethsymphony]

I apologize to y'all but I'm going to rant for 2 seconds because I need to put this somewhere.

I am absolutely sick and tired of having to fight for diversity in video games. I'm so fed-up that I have to bring this up in meetings and so pissed at being treated like I'm delusional.

We NEED genuine diversity in our characters, and no, that tits-out white female character is not diversity nor is a customizable avatar. It's just not cutting it. NPCs matter too.

I want to see fat characters, people of color, and disabled characters with accurately depicted mobility aids (If we're going to put all this effort into animating a walk cycle of someone with a cane then do it fucking right). I want queer characters who aren't just the usual stereotypes of tomboy white girls or effeminate guys. We honestly have a duty to do better as game devs. This isn't the 90s anymore—it's time to evolve my dudes.

ok I'm done, I'm good. Back to work.

[cheeeerie]

I know this is not a popular way to head-canon Nya and Kai but I love the idea that they didn’t get along growing up. Kai was only two years older than Nya, it’s unlikely that he was able to “raise” her well, he was just a kid too—and he’s not the most mature guy in the world, I don’t think he would have been the Single Mom Who Works Two Jobs that I know a lot of people like to think of him as. Siblings who grow up overly reliant on each other instead of parents often grow up resenting each other. They were just KIDS, there’s no way they understood sacrifice and selflessness enough to not blame each other at least a little for their shitty childhood.

And I know this isn’t the way that it was written in the show but I love the idea that they only started to get closer in a healthier way once Wu took them in and they were in a more stable environment. Once they knew where their next meal was coming from and could afford to have downtime, and once they had other people in their lives who they could comfortably rely on, THEN they could start building a healthy sibling dynamic.

Anyway I know this is unpopular and I’m not saying that no one should think of the smith siblings with a perfect healthy sibling dynamic, but as a latchkey kid who grew up with a brother two years older than me I have always been bothered by the way that Kai and Nya’s relationship has been portrayed in the fandom, and this way of thinking has helped me appreciate both of them (mostly Kai) a bit more :)

[weirdonumber33]

thought for the void again (might delete this)

Movistar Eddie x moviestar reader BUT here’s the kicker Eddie is playing the main characters love interest and reader is playing the best friend of the main character (that probably wasn’t that interesting, but hear me out)

Hopefully this makes sense-but it’s a cheesy series, where Eddie is the bad boy, and the main character is the good girl in the show. Reader is the friend that is comical relief  and the one that ends up, pushing them together in the show. 

behind the scenes it’s the total switch dynamic, and he has a huge crush on reader he only really sees them a couple of times since you know actors aren’t gonna be onset the entire time when others are shooting (I think??) and then, as the series is put out people will talk about how cute the main characters are together and you get some commentary from others about it.

 This is a really long post sorry- when they finally do the interviews -of course main character and Eddie do interviews together-but then reader is there on some fun little questionnaire interview with all three of them now you see that Eddie really like reader idk that’s it

(Oh and main character girl doesn’t like Eddie or anything so no drama there)

Sorry about the grammar or just not understanding what I’m saying lmao I just want to vomit into the void with cringe 

[rivers-for-me]

It's midnight and i'm awake again, only to be that ethereal nonexistent age i always have been at this hour since i turned 12. Time always stopped at midnight, the velvet lights are the same, the statics noise is the same and i almost try to sing myself to sleep so maybe i'll wake up as a child again. There are no fever dream poems written on my wall with the fear of forgetting my most honest feeling. No unreadable descriptions of dreams i didn't want to wake up from. No pixelate pictures of everyoung actors who already died 40 years before my birth. I think about my father's best friend with different feelings but the same gentle respect. I am every age i've ever been and ever will be. For the first time in years i'm still real even in the dark that felt like drowning in the emptiness of space for years until i lost my sense of directions and i was afraid to speak because i knew i wouldn't hear my voice. I'm painfully unbearably real and the little kid i once was doesn't know it. The bitter denial of my girlhood blooms in the night and i resist the urge to write this down because i'm not 12 anymore and i'd never read it. God is still watching but instead of eternal judgement it's a promise i won't die forgotten, even if i unlearn how to write.

[ace-of-hearts-and-spades]

I don’t normally post about Batman stuff because I have a lot of Opinions that would probably get me shot down in the street here in the Tumblr Batfandom. But tbh I think trying to apply real-world logic to Batman is a mistake. To a certain degree, it’s innate to the concept – he’s a vigilante working outside the law because it failed him and so many others, the various moral quandaries, etc. etc., and there are a lot of opportunities to analyze real-world problems through the framework of Batman media.

But way too many people get caught up in this idea of “Batman is bad because in reality [insert various gripes here]” when tbh I think Batman media works better when you treat it like a dark, Grimm Brothers style fairy tale. Trying to look at the text solely through the lens of our real world doesn’t work because it’s not meant to represent the real world. Everything about it is heightened and exaggerated and yes there are absolutely elements of the real world and it takes a look at real world issues of justice and whatnot but the criticism of “Batman is bad because he’s rich” or whatever the fuck is fundamentally missing the damn point.

[moony-ghoul]

i like to imagine that a dad is supposed to be this magical larger than life figure in your life

an endless amount of love and support

your safety net, your superhero, your cheerleader

a dad is supposed to be everything you need

someone you can laugh with, scream with, cry with

and at the end of the day you still know that he will hug you and tell you everything will be alright no matter how messy it gets

i like to imagine that

[laineystein]

As we approach Rosh Hashanah and we’re all doing some reflecting I just feel like sharing that it’s okay for forgiveness to take time. It’s okay if forgiveness isn’t a decision that can just be made. It’s okay if you want to forgive someone but you’re not there yet. So much scripture focuses on teshuvah and less on what it means to truly accept someone’s apology and forgive them. We are taught what makes an apology valid but not how to deal with the emotional baggage that comes with acknowledging someone’s shortcomings and choosing to accept and love them anyway. Both are acts of courage. And we all deserve peace in both.

May Hashem give us all the strength to repent and forgive, amen ��🏽

[eclipse-song]

I can't stop thinking about a tweet I saw a few days ago commenting on some completely unsourced comment on the Rider wiki. It was trying to say Kobayashi hated showa rider and coming up with a whole conspiracy theory on hating Inoue because his dad wrote a lot of Showa rider and this made him not like her. It was all pretty ridiculous and a lot of people were laughing at it as they rightfully should. But...idk it got me thinking about how toku fans especially have a tendency to form a lot of strong personalities and ideas about these writers that we quite frankly....don't know much about personally. Especially when many people are basing these ideas off of their writing, which I know from my work, it's broadcasters and producers who have a lot more say on story direction. Depending on the production, the writer is sometimes even working until they create something they dislike but pleases the client.

Kobayashi has very few interviews to be found but most of them indicate she has no problem working with certain people, and honestly it would be fairly unprofessional to outwardly state that she did in the middle of an interview. She's even expressed how she and Inoue have quite similar writing processes in one that I did happen to read.

and for Inoue...I feel like I maybe just have this very glass half full mentality or at least a tendency to assume the best of people but....I get confused by how a lot of people in toku fandom talk about Inoue. Like the guy isn't without fault but also I see people talk about him like he is malicious and intentionally seeking to harm people when everything I've read about him is that staff and coworkers of all ages have had extremely good experiences with him. He's old and in his 60s and can put his foot in his mouth sometimes (like the rtr question in that one livestream he did say he thought it was a bit ridiculous to have two Kam riders having gay sex) but also in that same answer he said he wanted to do something he wouldn't be allowed to show on TV which is equally true. He also in other places has said a major reason was simply that he thinks Tezuka's actor is a good looking man. There's also the fact he's been writing queer storylines in shows since the 80s (dirty pair trans episode is legit a banger episode) and in the zio vs decade stuff he has Heure and Ora have a meaningful conversation about how it's perfectly fine to be a boy who likes other boys. IDK! I think those aren't really the actions of a person who is actively looking to harm people, it reads a lot more to me as a 60 year old man who is making some genuine attempts at shaking things up and is just sort of missing the mark in places. Him being a 60 year old cis dude is also where I just go “yeah that’s why he writes a lot of women like that” though he does have some stand out characters as well who can be excellent. He reminds me of a lot of my old uncles who are ultimately well meaning but just say shit sometimes. Along with the fact he said he's attracted to people regardless of gender I don't see him really as some huge big bad villain who's "queer baiting" or any of that nonsense.

Ultimately this is a conversation that happens at my workplace a lot these days too which is why it makes me feel some type of way. Directors and story artists and writers I've met who have been painted as not so nice turn out to be lovely people who've had their actions misconstrued. Then I've met people who I've been rather excited to work with and ended up severely disappointed in their behavior. I just can't help but feel it's really strange to have tons of focus on writers who we mostly know through their work that they're paid to do according to how some client wants it. I've definitely been guilty of this in the past but formulating personalities of strangers we don't know, especially when painting them in a wholly bad light, is just sort of uncomfortable to me.

[six-of-snakes]

saw a post on ballet earlier and it's been a week and i haven't had classes in two weeks and i almost started crying anyways~

i wish i knew how to partner. i wish i knew how to go en pointe. i wish i wasn't this weird other category of dancer: a guy who can't partner, a girl who doesn't do pointe. i wish dance hadn't fucked up my joints. sometimes i wish I'd quit years ago.

but dance also saved my life. i told my teachers "im a boy" and they said "ok" and put me in a vest and pants and gave me male roles. dance was something i could do, my body could do, that wasnt gendered, that wasn't dysphoria. look, i am capable. look, i can turn and jump. it doesn't matter what body parts i have. dance is where i met some of my best friends.

but i will always be that trans dancer. i never went on pointe. i had bad ankles, i told myself. then i was trans, and it was okay, because boys don't do pointe. it was okay, because i could be the guy. but i wasn't the guy. i wasn't strong enough. maybe they still see me as girl lite. i can't even be fully out at dance.

[encntada]

disney rpc stop being weird about the live action remakes challenge: IMPOSSIBLE