#oh funny story actually

[tazzymcclazzy]

made a human design for my boy balls. he deserves it

PLEASE reblog pwettypwease :3

[egophiliac]

WAIT when did he get FANGS

[moeblob]

So does he, Gallagher.

[consultingfujoshi]

mean absolutely zero hate by this at all but talking to non book fans casually about certain details of the book is literally the funniest shit ever like yall are so sweet you dont know anything. yes aziraphale gets called a faggot in the book. by an eleven year old girl. and yes crowley revives the dove at the birthday party not aziraphale. and book fans got so mad about this change that they initially boycotted the show when it came out in 2019. dont worry I dont get it either. please continue to be confused about all this it makes my day every time I see someone in my tags be outraged they put homophobic slurs in a book written in 1989 <3

[jonsnowunemploymentera]

And remember kids, the next time someone tells you, "George R. R. Martin wouldn't make Jon Snow the typical fantasy hero because that's cliche".....

Oh yes he would!

One viewer wants to know what character would you play (on the show)? GRRM: If I could magically clap my hands and become a different person, it would be cool to play Jon Snow who's much more of the classic hero. Everybody wants to be the classic hero! ABC Interview, 2014

GRRM: And the character I’d want to be? Well who wouldn’t want to be Jon Snow — the brooding, Byronic, romantic hero whom all the girls love. Meduza Interview, 2017

In fact he already has ☺️

[hopeswriting]

daily life arc miura haru. does anyone know who i'm talking about. do you guys remember her. i still can't believe what happened to her 😔

[swagglessmoth]

Badly made comic of And So The Moon Wept bc it just finished and I’m devastated

‼️CHAPTER 15 SPOILERS‼️

I wanted to make one more page between the second and third bc pacing, but I didn’t wanna rethink all three of those pages’ compositions. It’s pretty ass bc it’s all sketches, but the last ones came out pretty decent I think👍

(Don’t look at the house too closely, I really didn’t wanna look at a reference so I just freestyled it)

Scrapped versions bc idk

Now that that’s out the way, I’ll start with the ranting, you can leave now this is for me

THE ENDING⁉️ DAMN⁉️⁉️⁉️

I would start rereading immediately to see all the details and analyze the psychology of the ‘tsukuyomi world’ characters BUT I unfortunately have my global exams next week 🥲

Warning for -1000 media literacy‼️ while writing all this I remembered that my memory is bad an my analytical skills are even worse! So be warned :p

BUT ANYWAY!! This was a top tear fanfic, seriously at no point did I consider the infinite tsukuyomi as a possibility. And I think this has to do with the fact that the psychology and individual lives of the characters in this dream were so well developed. There’s so many POVs! And they’re so complex and detailed!! Really makes you wonder if this was really the tsukuyomi or if Kakashi’s consciousness was sent to a different world all together. Which is what makes it so terribly tragic. Kakashi lived so many years in this perfect world just to regain all his memories and find out that it really was all fake, a world made up entirely of his own fantasies.

Oh and what a fantasy it was, getting hit by that boulder and fucking dying! The only reason he got to live was bc of ‘Hound’ (which could be interpreted as his consciousness telling him to wake tf up). Everything felt so wrong to Kakashi not because he noticed this things weren’t right, but bc he was never meant to live in this world. This was the prefect reality for everyone around him, his dream, a world without him (FUCK BRO💔💔💔💔). Which is the reason why I think the characters are so three dimensional in this dream, maybe, idk bro I just made this up.

But even then, things don’t exactly add up (if you think about it they do BUT SHHHHHH LET ME DREAM). Why did some characters suffer so much if this was meant to be a better world for everyone else? Why did Rin’s parent’s die? Why did Sakumo try suicide so many times?

We know Rin’s and Obito’s relationship started declining when Rin didn’t believe Obito when he swore up and down that Kakashi was somehow alive (which IS Hound’s fault in a way, he saved Kakashi and that’s why Obito saw Kakashi sinking into the ground, making him believe that Kakashi didn’t die), but it goes farther than that. Rin’s real problem with Obito was that he was so stuck on his dead teammate that he neglected the rest of his living team, Kakashi was literally everything he thought about to the point it started negatively affecting others (which, yeah him being obsessed is pretty normal considering that Kakashi was part of the reason he activated his sharingan and THE reason he activated the Mangekyo). So what did he do? Go hang out with the one other person who would ALSO only think of Kakashi all day, Sakumo. Obito eventually accepted that Kakashi was dead, but he and Rin never reconnected.

Was this really the perfect ending for them? Come on tsukuyomi, you’re more creative than that.

For some reason I think that the tsukuyomi was freestyling all this. Bc (by my interpretation) the point of Kakashi’s dream was that he died at Kannabi Bridge instead of Obito, period. The rest is extra stuff bc their lives have to go on ig? Or maybe the infinite tsukuyomi is really big brained and depicted a realistic depiction of 🖐️🖐️🖐️HOLD THE FUCK UP I’M DUMB I JUST FIGURED SMTH OUT

Bro this is why I need to reread this instead of talking to myself when I don’t remember half the details in the fic.

OK SO HOUND DID FUCK SHIT UP🔥🔥🔥

I was trying to think why Sakumo would be alive (if my shit theory above was true, which it isn’t but I’m not deleting all that) AND IT WAS BC SAKUMO NOT KILLING HIMSELF IS HIS PERFECT WORLD 😭😭😭😭. The one thing I’m not so sure ab is Kannabi (I bet if I keep writing this I’ll find the answer) bc Obito WAS gonna get hit by that rock, but hey, he entered the dream after the Obito reveal so maybe his consciousness already knew he would survive, so maybe he’d just appear later in the dream idk. BUT BRO 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 WAS HE ACTUALLY SUPPOSED TO COME BACK HOME TO HIS DAD??? AND THEN HIS CONSCIOUSNESS KICKED IN AND HE SAVED OBITO INSTEAD??!!,.. oh I’m sick, this is so evil

That would literally make everything make sense. He derailed the dream so bad that it fucked everything up, making it no longer a perfect world but more similar to reality. If he really was supposed to die, then why did his death have such negative repercussions on everyone he loves? It that was his dream, wouldn’t it be a better world with everybody happy? He wasn’t supposed to die at Kannabi but Hound appeared and saved Obito from a rock, causing a massive butterfly effect.

Pretty romantic if you asked me, “I would leave behind my perfect world just to save you form getting hurt” like damn, it’s not like he remembered that Obito survived at this point in time, but still STOPP I’M DOING IT AGAIN I’M FOCUSING ON THE DETAILS AND NOT THE BIGGER PICTURE AAAA

El cazador de elefantes by Def Con Dos is a pretty good song, hm

Where was I going with this? Don’t remember tbh

This is kinda long, I’m stopping here. Bye internet void ✌️

[vynnyal]

Finally finishing totk

[somewhereincairparavel]

reading the 2010's reviews of the hoo books on goodreads is so fun like?? well that is until the reviews in the lost hero are filled with jason slander but still- seeing them get excited about what's going to happen and predicting potential outcomes is so so entertaining

[incorrectfatui]

okay, more HCs. This one is only Scara, so things might get a lil dark- I'm not normal about him. anywho: Scaramouche: -autistic. I am going to say this about every Harbinger, bc it's the truth. -most traumatized mfer in all of Teyvat. Seriously. someone give this guy a licensed therapist. -as Kabukimono, he's tried to eat several non edible items. This one is inspired by that one researcher who made up a story about him eating a humans arm. The image of little Scara munching on various dangerous items is so cute -related to the above: he still does it sometimes, to fuck with people. Dottore thinks its great. Pierro had to stop him from getting Kuni to eat a delusion. -Eyes (& markings) always glow at least slightly, even if he's not using his powers. Its not really noticeable in the day, but at night you can see it pretty well -hates Pantalone. Not bc he's jealous of him hanging out with Dottore or something (if anything, Pantalone gets jealous), but just because he is an ass. -Went to the Abyss again for a long time, just after Arlecchino became a Harbinger, and kind of forgot that Crucy was replaced. Came back and was like "who the FUCK- oh right". Why? because I think its funny -In general, has a better relationship with most of the female Harbingers than the male ones. -a little self indulgent, but I like to think that he was able to float a lil with electro as well. We see Raiden and Ei do it, and I think it'd be cute if he was able to as well, if to a lesser degree. -has used almost every element at some point, testing delusions with Dotty. Mostly bc I can't really imagine all those researchers just throwing 4 extra elements at shouki no kami and being like "figure it out" -speaking of delusions: I think he didn't use one. His electro is inert and I dont think he used another element. I see people headcanoning his delusion as Anemo, and I get it, but I don't like it all that much -SPEAKING of his electro being inert to his body- I refuse to believe he lost electro completely. The whole "oh he used up his divinity" is lazy. He can still connect to Irminsul, which he only learned while ascending, but he cant use electro anymore, something that he's had since birth? Bullshit. I understand him not using it, but I think it'd be more impactful if that was a voluntary choice. I'd really like to see him recover it over the course of the story -I think Youkai like him. Obviously this excludes Yae Miko, but I think as Kabukimono it wouldn't be strange to see him being followed by some Tanuki or the lesser Kitsune. I would really like to see him interact with the Youkai Children from that one Inazuma event, I think it'd be really cute. -I like seeing people write about him and Kujou Sara, both romantic, platonic and as enemies. The two of them are very similar in some aspects, and then radically different in others. I think it'd be really interesting to see Kujou Sara confronted with her own trauma being reflected onto Ei. I guess this is mostly because I just really like Sara and I want my favs to interact xD -more of a theory, but I think Pierro and Dottore, (will) remember him. He has a lot of foreshadowing in his voiceline about Pierro & Dotty, and other things. He's very clearly endgame/lore relevant, with his story not even being finished. -not a HC, but I wanted to mention it: I'm still stuck in Inversion of Genesis on my main account. I never played past it. I did the Fontaine and Natlan quests for friends/watched them online, but I'm still in IoG on my main, because I never fully decided on a name -last one bc character limit: I really like to imagine him interacting with Neuvilette. I think there could be a lot of interesting discussions had here- Neuvi would absolutely dissaprove of his attempt to overthrow Nahida, but at the same time I think he would, to some degree, understand his obsession with the gnosis. No, the gnosis/authority doesn't belong to Scara (or Ei, for that matter), but I think if you told Neuvi that Scara was quite literally created to hold it, he'd understand, to a degree.

[egophiliac]

I love your take on Crowley!

I know that the early, non-Diasomnia stories aren't really your thing, but are you reading the novels at all?

I have been following some of the fan translations and the second book seems intense! Would love to hear what you think about them.

thank you! 💚💚💚 I'm not really sure why you think I don't like the earlier arcs though, I love pretty much all the characters and their storis! (I think 5 and 1 are my favorite of the past episodes, though 6 infected me with the Shroud brainrot something fierce.) I just...ESPECIALLY love diasomnia. :') but there is room in my heart for all of these dweebs! like, who among us is not just as ride-or-die for Adeuce as they are for us.

that said, I don't really follow the other adaptations like the manga (aside from a dip-in just to see the new Yuus) or the novels, though I keep meaning to check them out! I do like seeing the differences between the different forms of media, and how certain things get adapted one way or another! but alas, time/a lack of accessibility stands in our way more often than not. :( someday...someday I will have time to consume all of the media...

[itsnobodysproblem]

Most Sherlock Holmes adaptations I've seen tend to place their Final Problem towards the mid point of the series (or even a bit earlier) - it's also in my opinion the best way of going about it, so you have time enough for the characters to adjust after the reunion but they know each other well enough for the events of Fina to be devastating.

Sherlock & Co is done with 20 of the adventures. How many are there? Fifty-something? Almost sixty? Let's say we'll be entering mid-point territory after the 25th story.

So let's pretend for a moment that we have 5 more stories until The Final Problem. Ok.

Estimating an adventure at 3 episodes each, that would mean little over 3 months - maybe 3 and a half? Starting, of course, from the end of Sign of Four, which will be somewhere in December.

So let's say 3, maybe 4 months into 2025. That would be, what? Late march, early april?

Early april?

John having to tell the listeners that Sherlock is dead, in early april?

Quick calendar search reveals what I was praying it would - the 1st of april will be on a Tuesday next year.

So what I'm saying

What I'm saying is Sherlock &Co has the opportunity to do the funniest fucking thing

[givehimthemedicine]

the funny thing about The Sauna Test is that Billy would have acted exactly like that if he wasn't possessed

[beescake]

@heydevi bro...... fellow understander...... still not over ur gmod solkat theyre so hrhgrbhggfngh 🥺🤲

[djangari]

Tattoo AU (Part 2/?)

Its waaay too late, but here you got the new part :3 Happy Nikolaus (for those who do it) Hope you enjoy! - 2.432 words

A week later, Bez opens the entry door to their little studio. The bell over him rings and the first thing he does is walk over to the power box to turn on the lights, including those on the damn garland that caused the biggest disgrace of his life. He can’t help but stare at it for a second and blush while thinking about what bullshit he babbled the whole day. He talked so much, Francesco must have been so annoyed, it's truly a miracle he chose to rebook with him.

Anyhow, he assured him, still in the emergency room, that he still wanted to get a tattoo from him and that he absolutely wanted to immortalize the previously agreed design on his skin. A design that Bez is honestly quite proud of, as he poured a lot of time and soul into it.

Out of nowhere, the door bell rings once again and the door crashes wide open. „Don‘t be a daydreamer!”, the Valentino Rossi, world known tattoo artist, master of his art, and sadly Bez’ mentor, sings. Bez glares over his shoulder to the happy man standing in the doorway. Over his narrow shoulders another person peeks out, or rather a very familiar brown mat of curls belonging to a certain Spaniard. Oh no. If he doesn't wait in the car, that doesn't mean anything good.

“I thought you had to get somewhere“, Bez snaps back. “Ah, we have some time to come in and drink a coffee.“, Valentino answers and walks right past him with Marc as usually on his tail, never more than two steps away from his side. “Besides, you were the one who begged me to drive you, then you have to endure us for five extra minutes.“ “Begged is an overstatement. I only asked, because it's too cold to take the bike and Luca took the car for the weekend and hasn‘t returned yet.“, Bez mutters and closes the door. The bell rings.

“Yeah, because we never open on Mondays. Of course, he would not expect you need the car, especially if you haven‘t told him.“ Marc comments dryly and takes a sip of the fresh espresso Vale has handed him. “But you haven’t told him, because you don’t want to admit you chicken out every time when you got the opportunity to ask his childhood best friend out for dinner.” The Italian next to him chuckles amused, admiring the snark his lover is able to, when he has not consumed enough caffeine yet. (If he thinks about it, Bez would confidently guess that 70 percent of his day consists of staring at the Spaniard with heart eyes.)

Bez blushes and rips open the packaging of the cookies, which Luca commented on that Franchesco especially likes those. “Anyways…”, Bez turns around, already finished with creating a fresh snack plate, and checks the clock over the doorframe leading to the private rooms.

Each of them got an own room to decorate and to work in, regardless of whether they tattoo, pierce or both. Luca’s is the closest to the door and he mostly pierces small and ordinary piercings, so he is the one who usually handles new arrivals or cashes out, if Marc isn’t present. The Spaniard does the paperwork and oversees the books, because he isn’t really active as a tattoo artist in this studio at the moment, just as Vale. If he tattoos, he does it in his brother's studio. Vale only takes regular customers or designs works for the family, every one of them got some works of Vale on their body, even his small signature turtle hidden somewhere. Bez has his on his collarbone and it was one of his earlier, so he can confidently say: That shit hurt.

So, he has even more empathy for Francesco, because soon he will hang over his shoulder and tattoo his entire collarbone, actually the whole skin from his sternum to his shoulder and then his upper arm, to complete the beautiful sleeve Vale once started.

This is another reason why Bez is so nervous to do this tattoo, not only because he will have skin contact with a shirtless Franchesco for over eight hours, but also because there is an extreme pressure onto him. Completing the tattoo of another artist is usually considered disrespectful, but in this case Vale, his mentor, trusted him enough to continue and finish one of his most important projects.

He takes out the prints and silently hands them over to Vale, observing his mimic as he studies the design. Unintended he lets out just the smallest sign of relief when the smile doesn’t fall off his lips. “This is good, I’m sure he will like it.”, Vale tells him and gives him the paper back. Holding his gaze the mischief in his voice completely disappeared. “By the way, shouldn’t you start preparing?”, Marc throws in from the side.

Startled, Bez looks at the watch again. In fact, half an hour has somehow passed since they entered the store, even though Bez doesn't know how that could have happened. Hectic he nods and nearly sprints to his room, which is the second closest to the entry room, only to nearly fall over his own legs when he takes the curve a bit too tightly.

The Italian starts pulling out everything he needs and spread it on his table. Then he begins the annoying and time consuming task of disinfecting everything that is not sealed and sterile, slowly working his way through the utensils, while the two lovebirds chatter and bicker and work their way through their coffee stock.

Time flies by and Bez only focus on working quickly and yet effective and thoroughly. He wipes every surface down, multiple times, and is careful not to touch anything again and thus contaminate it again.

The door bell rings.

Bez jumps up, running towards the entry room. Only when he collides with Marc, who suddenly is in his way, he remembers their presence. Once again, he slips and hits the ground. Hard. Pain spreads from his back to his shoulders, robbing the breath out of his lungs. Panting and coughing, it takes a moment for him to recover. This time, Marc and not Francesco leans over him and snaps to get his attention back. Vale on the other hand is busy laughing very hard, so Bez raises his head to give him a frosty look. Maybe he needs to pull out the blackmail material again and embarrass him again. His ego desperately needs a dampener. However, the old man stands next to the open door- next to Francesco. Immediately, Marco blushes and wishes the ground would swallow him. How could this happen again?! Why does he always have to humiliate himself in front of him of all people?!

“You need help to get up or do you like the floor?”, Marc over him jokes, tilting his head to the side. Quickly, Bez rolls to the side and gets up all by himself, because he is a grown and responsible adult, thank you.

“Hey.”, he greets the curly haired man, does a small wave, and takes a closer look at him. Oh. He is wearing that hat again, oh no. How can he be so damn cute all the time??

Francesco answers his looks with an even cuter smile and waves back. “Hi.”

Bez realises he is staring. Oh no, he should stop. Look away, look away, what should he look at- The door? Oh no, it’s still wide open, all the cold comes inside. The counter? The snacks!

“Come inside, you can hang your scarf and coat up there!”, he signals somewhere in the direction of the guest reck and hushes over to the counter. Francesco does as he was told, so he has the opportunity to swirl around and shoot a death glare at Vale. He closes the door but otherwise remains completely unimpressed. Worse, there's that damn cocky grin again.

“You want anything sweet? Its good to get your blood sugar up before we start.”

“Oh thanks, but I just drank a whole bottle of cola before and ate a meal, so I’m pretty full.” Pecco replies. How can he be so perfect and ruin everything at the same time? Bez wants to start crying.

Awkward silence spreads again, only interrupted by Marc and Vales snorting. One day- One day he will have enough. He swears, he will pull the others on his side and together they will start a mutiny. What is the motto of the French? Down with the tyrants? Maybe he should involve Vale’s newest protege, the one who works at Marc’s place now. He should be familiar with it. Or were it the romans? Then he himself should know.

The silence still lasts, was probably even longer for anyone else except him. They have no thoughts cruising around in their head like little bikes around a racetrack.

"Should we go back and begin?” Francesco brightens up and eagerly nods. “Gladly!”

In the corner, Marc giggles and whispers in stage volume. “They better should use protection!” “He’s got ink-credible talent with his tattoo gun” Vale joins in, and both fall into laughter. “I hate you”, Bez hisses at them with bright pink cheeks as he leads Francesco right past them, begging everyone out there that they will never talk about this and that none of them will ever speak out those words in this sentence entourage again. Luckily the perfect man before him at least acts like he didn't heard a thing.

“Here”, Bez gives Francesco the print and enjoys the few seconds of their fingers brushing. He tries to stare at the other without looking weird, what will probably be the biggest challenge for today, and repeatedly sends prayers upwards that he will like it.

“It's great.”, Francesco whispers and traces one of the traces one of the red coloured lines winding through the piece with his finger. “It exactly fits the style of the old and also adds another touch to it.” He blinks at Bez, glazing upwards through his long and beautiful lashes. “Would you apply it?”

Bez stutters. In an instant, he loses his breath, he is completely blinded by the angelic face. “Of course.”, he gets out and turns around to get the disposable razor and the cream for the stencil to transfer from the foil to the skin. Then, he remembers something. “Uhhh…”, he starts very intelligent and confident, “You need to take off your shirt, so I have free access to your shoulder.” “Oh. Of course.”

Without any hesitation, Francesco smoothly pulls the long-sleeved top over his head and then takes it off. Bez can only stare at the skin that get unveiled, at the big chest muscles, the slightly visible six pack, the line of hairs running down his V-line, getting cut off by his low sitting waist- He looks up again- sadly-, before he gets to stare at his crotch and actually starts drooling. His cheeks get burning hot and he only wishes it isn’t too obvious.

“Okay.”, he clears his throat. “You still know the process, or should I go though it?” The other moves his head up and down, oh lord his pretty curls start flying around, almost dance in the air. “I still know what happens, so you can start right away.” Bez nods, out of fear his voice would malfunction, and lowers the razor to the skin. Francesco flinches back a millimetre and times seems to stop once more. Oh, how he wishes he could sit over him, touch him over and over again and watch him flinching because of his touch- No, No, No, work friendly thoughts, work friendly thoughts, he remembers himself and continues shaving the areas he will tattoo soon. After this, he gently rubs the cream in and then super carefully he positions the foil and presses it over the skin. “Just a second….”, he mumbles as he peels it off and critically examines the position.

“Look for yourself.”, he says and gestures towards the full body mirror in the corner of the room. Francesco stands up and gets close to his own mirror imagine, searching for anything he doesn’t like. Bez waits with bated breath for his judgement and its feels like a weight falls off his chest when the smile on his face only brightens. “Yeah, this is really good, absolutely perfect.”

Bez can’t help but to copy his smile, he feels overjoyed by the reaction he got to his art, and this is only the stencil. “You sure I don’t need to change anything?” Francesco looks in the mirror and shakes his head. “It’s good like this.” He walks over and sits back down on the tattoo table, watching Bez preparing the machine and fill the colour pods expectantly with an excited shimmer in his eyes.

Bez ends the prepping with sitting down, dipping the needle into the ink and then raising the machine, sorting the cable and making sure it won’t come in his way.

In the meantime, Francesco has moved onto his side and now lies perfectly positioned and stable. If he hadn’t already the crush of the size of a moon on him, Bez would fall in love even more. He takes another deep breath to calm himself before he rests his palm onto his skin. “Are you ready?” “Go ahead.”, Francesco grins and rests his head onto his arm. Oh, he needs to concentrate again.

Bez starts drawing the first outer lines, then he stops to reassure everything is fine and they are good to continue. Francesco only gives him a thumbs up, eyes already halfway closed. The artist chuckles. He doesn’t know how he could be so perfect, if this is a dream he wishes nobody would ever wake him up. “Please don’t fall asleep for the next half hour, we need to make sure everything is fine before you enter the land of dreams.” The angel on his table hums to confirm he has heard him. His brown fluffy curls spread around his head, just like a halo would. A halo out of curls, that is an angel he would surely pray for.

Marco lets out a short giggle, he can’t help it, not when he looks so goddamn adorable. Thinking about how he could maybe get his number if he finally dares to ask him one day, he puts the needle down on his beautiful skin and continues the outline to eternalize his art onto this stunningly perfect man.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

cherik mpreg son onslaught that charles gave birth to

actually appalled how this is a factual sentence and that this is canonical comic book lore