#same w checkmates

[chez-cinnamon]

Girl dad Kinger? How about girl dad Caine?

I gotta draw them interacting more, I live for their slow burn found father/daughter dynamic,,,,,,,,,

[unproduciblesmackdown]

the "well, perhaps so long as the aba is polite" approach where it's like hey it's not ableism if it's like oh the non normative interactive / socializing / communication elements are "unskilled" so like suddenly this framing of an intrinsic Inferiority is neutral :)

but it's like the non neutrality of going e.g. "ah, autistic people don't have the Social Skills :)" is always There when, i mean, right off the bat, difference is framed as deficiency & inferiority wherein the alleged "skills" of being allistic Must be learned. or else what? is never really addressed despite expecting the audience to know the stakes of "oh You Know what happens if you don't have the 'skills' :)"

and even if pretending that oh it's all simply neutral Misunderstanding these days, somehow it's all about what the nonconforming parties have to Do Differently to fix this. not making the posts telling allistic people how to appeal to autistic people or blend in with them and chiding them if they think they Don't Have To. while, again, it gets to be left unsaid why you Would have to Be Less Autistic. what happens to autistic people when they're around neurotypical(tm) people? versus what happens to nt people around autistic people? how neutral to obscure power difference there like ah the autistics are unskilled and must stop bringing it upon themselves and if they don't They Know What Happens vs the simply so totally skilled neurotypical people are just fine doing whatever and it just so happens to be that if they Misunderstand an autistic person they're just fine & if they don't have "skills" an autistic person does they're just fine & by that not just Unpunished but still In The Right(tm) really

also like gee what a familiar situation for "autistic people need to learn Social Skills, is why [ableism] happens: totally isn't justifying [ableism]" to have that dynamic where the vulnerable group is deemed Responsible for the feelings of the group backed by power structures (and thus, implicitly, their Actions stemming from whatever feelings). like oh the fact that for everyone in pretty much any groups in any contexts, school, work, home, wherever, it's "normal" to have people bullied & ostracized & isolated & scapegoated & pushed out & punished for being unpopular, disliked, weird, annoying, unappealing offputting; that's fine, that should get to happen, and it totally happens for neutral reasons that aren't key everyday instances of maintaining power structures. it's just Normal Socializing that young kids can be replicating norms of white supremacy, patriarchy, ableism; the immediate othering & ostracization & bullying that peers can encounter? sounds like someone Failed to be Normal while those who weren't negatively affected by this are just doing what they're gonna do! forces of nature! being Normal & Skilled as they reject & exclude & bully peers, i know that's right. happening years later in Jobs? sounds like someone's just Failing to be Professional now. not a Team Player, don't have the Skills we need, sorry. all very neutral here

anyways again like what a Familiar dynamic. one party Must be considered to be an unstoppable unmovable force who's just doing their thing; the other party is held as being responsible for how that first party feels in kneejerk reaction to them, and for all the negative consequences of that, which affect them more frequently & intensely as a pattern of unilaterality rather than true "haha just a misunderstanding!" theoretically more balanced, reciprocal mistakes & whoopsie daisies. like again that being locked in to an abusive home life i didn't see this "countered" when getting to leave for school & college & work & social hangouts when the extremely normal pervasive logics & practises of abuse were, you're not gonna believe it, found to also be normal & pervasive there too. wow once again being ignored / left alone is about the best, while there's an especial disinterest that gets interrupted to a) make use of you as entertainment or telling you what to do or etc or b) enact negative attention as punishment / power trip. wow once again you're responsible for this treatment & it's sure not gonna change thanks to the people doing it & btw it's not that bad & it's literally normal. kids these days like so whiny & angsty when they're miserable at school & home & promised umm hey at least you aren't miserable at work yet.

anyway seeming really so "skilled" when the Social Approach is that what matters is having an instant superficial affinity with someone, and what Really matters is whether your having that or not is something you can do your part in making their life worse. who cares if the people insufficiently backed up by the power to do anything about it dislike someone for any reasons. and yet more totally unfamiliar logic when like arguing against "conform & comply or die & it's your fault" is like ohh You're the Real problem. You don't want those affected to Succeed. you sickos. like yeah always sooo fucked up to be The Ruiner The Destroyer of family, of existing within 5 mi of nt people being a stealth mission to evade the detection & bullying (this is also the family dynamic, should the family feel like it), of america, of gender

[willowchild]

God knew I would be too powerful with awesome hair. That's why he gave me Trichotillomania ❤️

[mechanicalpiper]

Spiciest one I've done yet, I think! Enjoy :3

Hero beats Villain in a fight, and the latter can't hide their fluster over Hero being in control.

CW: VERY suggestive.

Snippet #7

It was the most tense fight the two ever had.

Hero and Villain continued to trade blows, weaving around one another's strikes and staying on their feet despite the pain.

What made it tense wasn't the fight itself, necessarily- it was the stakes. It wasn't simply Hero foiling a plan or Villain trying to capture them- there was no destructive machine to destroy, information to gather, person to save, nothing.

There were no stakes. That's what made it so tense.

The two had just... stumbled across each other. It was late at night, and both were simply taking walks through the city. There wasn't anything to accomplish- they just knew they couldn't just ignore one another.

Since there wasn't anything to formally accomplish, the winner would simply... win the fight.

The winner would just have the loser physically defeated. Anything could be done to them in a weakened state like that, and knowing one another, it almost certainly wouldn't be good.

So here they were, scrapping in an alleyway with the same ferocity as fighting for their life.

Hero landed a clean blow, staggering Villain back a little. Hero generally looked much less beat up- Villain knew they were going to lose. The pressure was on them as Hero continued to strike, putting Villain on the defensive without enough breathing room to make a strike back... they just had to weave around or block enough strikes to get their opportunity.

Hero feinted an overhead attack. Villain, in a panic, held their arms together and in the way of the strike to block it... giving Hero the perfect opportunity.

Villain noticed just barely too late. They shut their eyes to brace for impact, but... no strike came.

Instead, they felt Hero grab their wrists, pressing them back into the wall of the alleyway.

They cautiously opened an eye to process what exactly was happening. Hero was in front of them, leaned in slightly with a smug lil grin, holding Villain's wrists against the wall above them.

"Checkmate! I win~" Hero taunted.

Oh, dear god.

Villain squirmed slightly. Wow, this position was evoking some feelings. Pinned against the wall by Hero, of all people?? A mild blush formed on their face. Hero noticed.

"D-Don't sound so cocky!" Villain snapped. "We're not fighting over anything, t-this doesn't have meaning!"

Hero gave a teasing little grin in response. "Oh? Really now?"

Villain glared back. "Obviously!! There's no plan to meddle with!"

They struggled angrily, but they knew they were far too weakened to resist Hero's grasp. Weakened because t-they were beat up, of course. Nothing else. Nada. Zip.

Hero grinned. They found it so cute how badly Villain was hiding a bit of enjoyment here. That blush was glowing bright, some of those squirms were of flustered embarrassment, and they'd never stuttered like that before. They'd never seen Villain in such a helpless state like this- it was absolutely precious.

"Hmmm? Oh, all the Agency ever wants me to do is fuck up your plans, but they're not involved right now, are they~?"

Villain's entire expression showed flustered surprise for a moment. That completely took them off guard... the thoughts rushing through their head only got more frequent and detailed. They knew there was absolutely no way this would play out like that, though. No way.

"W-Well, no, but what else IS there to do?? I can't think of a damn thing this gets you besides throwing me back in that barely-qualifying prison to escape overnight!" They shot back, hiding their embarrassment under anger.

"Oh, honey, don't lie~♫"

Villain completely froze for a moment.

Their expression became complete surprise as they looked at Hero, their blush covering their entire face.

holy shit.

Did they hear that right? Was Hero just mocking them? Did they misinterpret it? They scrambled for an explanation- ANY explanation. Because surely, SURELY this wasn't actually happening.

Hero let out a giggle watching Villain helplessly squirm under them at a complete loss for words. It was so, so fucking cute to see such an intimidating, notorious rival just fall apart in their arms like this.

"Well~? Anything you'd like to say?"

Villain couldn't find the words. They squirmed, stuttered, grit their teeth in frustration... a pathetic display the Hero couldn't get enough of. The glare they shot back at Hero was filled with the most precious little mix of frustration, uncontrollable fluster, and embarrassment they'd ever seen.

"Awww, having trouble speaking, Villain~?" Hero taunted back. "What's wrong~? Where's all that dauntless charisma, hmmm~? You're not hiding a damn thing, sweetheart~"

Villain was practically falling apart at the seams.

Their thoughts were less coherent, just filled with so, so much fluster. They couldn't believe this was actually happening. They couldn't have been happier.

"I'm not surprised you're so subby, really~! It fits you quite well~"

Their struggles were long gone by now, replaced with desperate squirms. Not desperate for escape. They'd never been such an absolute mess before

"So... why don't you be good for me and come on along as I head back home~? I've got time to kill."

Villain's response was almost subconscious. "...P-Please..."

There was a long night ahead of them.

[silviakundera]

with the conclusion of Snowfall...

why do i enjoy Republican Era chinese dramas so much?

aesthetics! there is this blend of 1920-30s western fashion influences and traditional chinese garb & architecture that just pleases my eyes.

everyone looks very depressed & dangerous & sexy

chaotic period of transition - no matter if you're in the 1910's, 20's, 30's some absolutely wild historical shit was going down

cars and guns and gloves and swords. rotary phones!

dancing & drinking in night clubs, in glamorous pockets amid the violence & instability outside; a lil touch of mask of the red death vibes

end of empire themes, as a country tries to find its way after the end of the last imperial dynasty

there's those gangster, mob boss vibes from american and british dramas set in the 1920s, except everything is cranked up x100 because of general lawlessness; central government and law & order was a paper thin veneer over warlords

the start of WW2 from an entirely different perspective than the common narratives that I was exposed to growing up in the US (which is 99% stories about the european stage)

sino-japanese war / war of resistance material like Hidden Blade is fucking badass ok 🤷

in a time of resistance to occupation, colonizers encroaching, warlords fighting over cities, brewing civil war.... there are many different options of protagonists and unlikely "heroes" who are picking their battles and discovering what they are willing to fight for

Beautiful 👏 women 👏 in heels 👏and 👏 slinky 👏dresses 👏

Lots of revenge narratives. I love an over-the-top, bloodthirsty & destructive revenge narrative

Depending on the genre, there might be little or heavy politcal /patriotic discourse. But tbh none of the rah rah patriotism stuff distracts me much, because all the american and british produced stuff set around WW2 has rah rah patriotism & propaganda in it, so I just consider that part of the essential genre vibes. It's just another country's version. (Of course, others will have less patience when it becomes heavy-handed. YMMV.)

Dark & Gritty

Hidden Blade (film) - a masterpiece, if you enjoy dark WW2 spy films that play with narrative style and challenge the viewer to follow the story as it's woven. Had to review detailed historical context for the years in question, to be ready to consume. But worth it. I've watched it 3 times. 💀

Heroes (2024) - the very beginning era of this genre/the transition into repulican period. rocks fall, everyone dies. Primarily a tragic wuxia & pre-republican fusion. Excellent enough that I didn't mind the bleak storyline. 💀

Detective-ing

Miss S - adaption of 1920s Australian mystery procedural Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries, staring Vengo! ML actor of Snowfall

Checkmate - Agatha Christie stories adapted to the setting & time period, plus bromance. I watched half the episodes w my brother, as we are both huge agatha christie fans. It was fun if you can be chill about adaption changes.

My Roommate is A Detective - for mystery & bromance lovers. Same actor duo as Checkmate.

Detective L - don't know much about this one tbh

Romance arc, with a somewhat happy ending for the 2 leads

Provoke - Gorgeous, glamorous, vibes vibes vibes all day long. Revenge and romance. ❤

Fall in Love - sons & daughters of warlords and their supporters get sexy and dangerous and decide even joining the civil war is better than the prior generation's bullshit. This is an objectively bad drama that I really enjoyed anyway (it helps that I skipped every scene for the 2nd and 3rd couples). This one turns v propaganda heavy at the end, if that bothers you. ❤

Arsenal Military Academy - military training hijinks w a side of cross dressing romance. Xu Kai and Bai Lu! It's soliders and japanese invasion et al, so be prepared for the standard patriotism. Comedy & drama. HE for the FL/ML but expect character death in this subject matter. ❤

Rookie Agent Rogue - Late 1930s spy drama with small romance side-plot. Expect the standard wartime patriotism, like with Arsenal Military Academy. The draw is the lead actress, the FL from Princess Agents, Minglan, Legend of Shen Li. HE for the FL/ML but expect character death in this subject matter. ❤

City of Streamer - Older woman seduces younger man who is the son of her revenge target. Melodrama with people serving looks. ❤

War of Faith* - Young man just wants to join the banking industry and have a subtextually gay relationship with his mentor in peace, but there's a civil war going on. Protagonist would like to be excluded from this political narrative, but ultimately is forced to pick a side. ❤🌈 *(Is it censored gay romance? No, not based on a gay novel. So not officially! But some viewers felt there was a subtextual romance storyline #shenlai ; YMMV. The happy ending is Untamed-esque; implied only)

many, many pulpy mini-dramas about revenge! warlords! ladies with pistols! (Miss Mystery, First Marriage, Maid's Revenge, etc)

Also... (happy ending not guaranteed)

Siege in Fog

Love in Flames of War

Couple of Mirrors - censored F/F 🌈

Stand by Me - censored m/m 🌈

Killer and Healer - censored m/m 🌈

Winter Begonia - censored m/m 🌈

[gods-favorite-autistic]

Good Omens incorrect quotes:

Aziraphale: You know, I'm starting to regret showing you how that blender works.

Crowley, drinking toast: Why do you say that?

~

Aziraphale: Violence isn't the answer.

Crowley: You’re right.

Aziraphale: *sighs in relief*

Crowley: Violence is the question.

Aziraphale: What?

Crowley, bolting away: And the answer is yes.

Aziraphale, running after them: NO-

~

Aziraphale: Do you take constructive criticism?

Crowley: I only take cash or credit.

~

Aziraphale: I've already sent good vibes your way… they’re coming. There’s nothing you can do to stop them.

Crowley: This is the most threatening way I’ve ever been cheered up.

~

Aziraphale: *Kicks the door down looking panicked*

Crowley: What did you do?

Aziraphale: Nobody died.

Crowley: WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT?!

~

Aziraphale: Treat spiders the way you want to be treated.

Crowley: Killed without hesitation.

Aziraphale: No.

~

*how season 3 should start*

Aziraphale: Top 30 reasons why Aziraphale is sorry... Number 5 will surprise you!

Crowley: Top 30 anime deaths. Number One: YOUR FUCKING ASS RIGHT NOW!!!

~

Crowley: You're right.

Aziraphale: That's... That's an unusual phrase for you. Did you just learn it?

~

Beelzebub: I’m going to take you out

Gabriel: great, it’s a date!

Beelzebub: I meant that as a threat.

Gabriel: See you at five!

~

Crowley: *Walking in to a room* Sorry I’m late... I was... doing things.

*Sounds of running footsteps progressively getting louder*

Gabriel: *Out of breath* THEY PUSHED ME DOWN THE FUCKIN’ STAIRS.

~

Beelzebub: I made tea.

Crowley: I don’t want tea.

Beelzebub: I did not make tea for you. This is my tea.

Crowley: Then why are you telling me?

Beelzebub: It is a conversation starter.

Crowley: That’s a lousy conversation starter.

Beelzebub: Oh, is it? We are conversing. Checkmate.

~

Aziraphale: This is bothering me.

Crowley: Well, you are digging up a corpse.

Aziraphale: No, not that. That's, uh, pretty par for the course, actually.

~

Aziraphale: Whaddya call a fish with no eye?

Gabriel, not looking up: Myxine Circifrons

Aziraphale:

Aziraphale: fsh

~

Crowley: God, give me patience.

Gabriel: I think you mean 'give me strength'.

Crowley: If God gave me strength, you'd be dead.

~

Aziraphale: You know, not every problem can be solved with a sword.

Crowley: That's why I carry two swords.

~

Gabriel: So what’s for dinner?

Beelzebub, staring at the food they just burnt: Regret.

~

Muriel: Why are you on the floor?

Crowley: I'm depressed.

Crowley: Also I was stabbed, can you get Aziraphale, please.

~

Store Worker: Would a Mr. Fell please come to the front desk?

Aziraphale, arriving at the desk: Hello, is there a problem?

Store Worker: points to Crowley and Muriel

Store Worker: I believe they belong to you?

Crowley and Muriel, simultaneously: We got lost :(

Aziraphale: I didn’t even bring you guys here with me-

~

Muriel: Sometimes I drink milk straight out of the container.

Crowley: The cow???

Muriel: What?

Aziraphale: Crowley, W H Y?

~

Aziraphale: Do you ever want to talk about your emotions, Crowley?

Crowley: … No.

Muriel: I do!

Aziraphale: I know, Muriel.

Muriel: I’m sad!

Aziraphale: I know, Muriel.

~

Muriel: What if I press the brake and gas at the same time?

Crowley: The car takes a screenshot.

Aziraphale: For the last time, get the fuck out.

~

Crowley: Aziraphale and I don’t use pet names.

Nina: I see. Hey, what are those things with the halos called again??

Crowley: Angel?

Aziraphale: Yes, dear?

Crowley:

Nina: Don't ever lie to my face again.

~

Muriel: I really like this whole ‘good guy, bad guy’ thing you guys have going on.

Crowley: It’s not an act, it’s just that I’m mean and Aziraphale isn’t

~

Aziraphale: We need a distraction.

Crowley: Is anyone here good at jumping up and down and making weird noises?

Muriel, whispering: My time has come

~

Aziraphale: Let me show you a picture from last night that really upset me

Muriel: Okay, but in my defense, Mr. Crowley bet me 50 cents I couldn’t drink all that shampoo.

Aziraphale: That’s not what I wanted to- you drank SHAMPOO?!

~

Aziraphale: Crowley, keep an eye on Gabriel today. They're going to say something to the wrong person and get punched.

Crowley: Sure, I’d love to see Gabriel get punched.

Aziraphale: Try again.

Crowley, sighing: I will stop Gabriel from getting punched.

~

Maggie: Are you the big spoon or the little spoon?

Crowley: I'm a knife.

Aziraphale, from across the room: They're the little spoon.

~

Aziraphale, driving Crowley and Muriel: So how was your day?

Muriel: We almost got surprise adopted!

Aziraphale: What?

Crowley: We almost got kidnapped.

Aziraphale: Oh, okay.

Aziraphale: *slams on the breaks* WAIT WHAT?

~

Aziraphale: You have to apologize to Gabriel

Crowley: Fine.

Crowley: 'Unfuck you' or whatever.

~

Crowley: Hey angel,

Aziraphale: Yes?

Crowley: Can a person breathe inside a washing machine while it’s on?

Aziraphale:

Aziraphale: Where’s Gabriel?

~

Aziraphale: WHY. why did you give Muriel a KNIFE?!

Crowley: I’m sorry. They said they felt unsafe.

Aziraphale: Now I feel unsafe!

Crowley: I’m sorry.

Crowley: ... would you like a knife?

~

Muriel: Hey, Mr. Crowley? Can I get some dating advice?

Crowley: Just because I’m with Aziraphale doesn’t mean I know how I did it.

~

Aziraphale: Crowley and I are having a baby.

Muriel: That's gre-

Aziraphale, slamming adoption papers on the table: It's you, sign here.

~

Muriel: Are you sure this is the right direction?

Crowley: Certainly, I'm as sure as I am honest!

Aziraphale: In that case, we're definitely lost

~

Muriel: What do you think Mr. Crowley will do for a distraction?

Aziraphale: They’ll probably, like, make a noise or throw a rock. That’s what I would do.

*Building explodes and several car alarms go off*

Aziraphale: ... or they could do that.

~

Aziraphale: I trust Crowley.

Muriel: You think they know what they're doing?

Aziraphale: I wouldn't go that far.

~

Aziraphale: While I’m gone, Muriel, you’re in charge.

Muriel: Yes!!!

Aziraphale, whispering: Crowley, you’re secretly in charge.

Crowley: Obviously.

~

Aziraphale: In your opinion, what’s the height of stupidity?

Crowley: *turning to Gabriel* How tall are you?

[yutasbimil]

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gryffindor!beomgyu x fem!hufflepuff!reader ft. slytherin!jaemin | txt ft. nct dream ff. ✦ (1/8) [series fic] !!! also posted on my ao3 acc! { here } tags: fluff cw: friendship/love, bestie-lovers energy, frenemies vibe, friends to lovers, lots of bantering, tutoring, teasing, crushes, confessions, jealousy, tension, slow burn, unrequited love, love triangle, hurt-comfort, eventual smut lol, break up, eventual happy ending, FLUFF!!! ! not that comfy w/ 2nd POV, but hope 3rd POV is good for y'all ♡ word count: 1.5k

part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 | part 8

do not repost © yutasbimil (2024)

ʚɞ Race of the Butterflies ʚɞ

Choi Beomgyu had been long hung up for his Hufflepuff best friend, Lee Yumi. Everything had been going well not till Na Jaemin slither his way to swoon her over.

▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||။ | ‘butterflies’ by abe parker ʚɞ ♪ ༘⋆

It was the typical story for Lee Yumi. Being adopted by a bunch of extroverts, Soobin, Yumi, and her Ravenclaw best friend, Cha Bora made their way into the friend group. And it had been colorful ever since, to say the least.

With them made up from different houses, it’s bound to be interesting.

It was also not a surprise for the Hufflepuff to slowly come out of her shell after years of being surrounded by them. If anything, Yumi had been influenced by their energy.

Bora had always admired her sense of autonomy once Yumi had been able to branch out of her shyness. She’s able to excel in things thanks to her intellect and confidence.

Time skips to now that they’re in their sixth year in Hogwarts… Things had changed a lot. And maybe this was Beomgyu’s mistake. His nonchalance and being too complacent about his friendship with Yumi caught him off guard by outside factors. He did in fact forget the blatant truth that everything has changed.

No longer were they kids stuck in their own little circle. They’re not the only existing people in their own world. Lee Yumi has a mind of her own to get to know other people and let them in her life. And vice versa.

But why is it that a certain snake seems to threaten the status quo established in their little world?

Beomgyu seems to be shaken ever since Na Jaemin came in waltzing his way into Yumi’s space. And suddenly, it’s not just him and the rest of the TXT boys making her smile.

He’s shaken up by the shift in Yumi’s behavior, or maybe it was him? Never that Beomgyu had got his heart pounding this hard at the sight of her. But the same ache resounds in his heart to see her smiles a centimeter wider other than their presence.

Kai and the others had to rub it onto him as they told him so the moment that this little crush of his since their fourth year had been realized into existence. To do something about it, idiot!

Though this wasn’t the first time someone had shown interest in their Hufflepuff bestie. But nothing had Beomgyu this guarded not until Jaemin.

Maybe it’s because it’s different this time around, or because this is the first time that some suitor of hers stayed this long. And he’s hard to get rid of.

Jaemin’s upfront and solid on his ground.

Everything has changed since Jaemin showed up.

For the first time, someone other than Beomgyu had been serious with Yumi. In his unlucky fate, he’s a step behind in getting his feelings across.

This best explains how Beomgyu is overprotective with Jaemin’s advances on Yumi.

The Hufflepuff had to perk her brow at her best friend blabbering about some schemes or advances of the Slytherin like it’s some game of chess.

So, am I supposed to be the queen here?

Checkmate? HUH?

Yumi blinks at Beomgyu in confusion. “I don’t see anything wrong, and besides, we had a few classes together. Ask Yeonjunie. It just so happens we just wanted to… branch out other than just be classmates, that’s all.”

Besides helping with academics, Na Jaemin was fun to have around. At most, Jaemin is just friendly, not the typical sly Slytherin one may call. He’s not the “bad boy type” as Bora would tell them, along with Yumi nodding in agreement.

And again, Yumi doesn’t see anything wrong with that?

Heck, what do we take Yeonjun for then? He’s Slytherin as well. So what’s so wrong with that?

“What do you take me as then? Punk!” Yeonjun attempts to headlock him, but Beomgyu quickly swats off his arms, he tsks his tongue.

“You’re an exception, you’re definitely just an ass who happens to be a Slytherin.”

Yeonjun just rolled his eyes, to Yumi’s surprise, she was expecting banter to ensue between the two. Hmmm?

“Guys?”

Silence.

And just staring between the two guys.

What the fuck are they just staring at each other for?

In what seems to be a minute-long exchange, Beomgyu is the first to break off their stare-off.

He just went back and scooched closer to Yumi. “Again, I am just saying that you shouldn’t be trusting too soon. You barely know the guy.”

“Yeah, but… it’s just homework and projects, Beomgyu,” she meekly retorts.

Beomgyu sees otherwise. He’s a guy… of course, he can feel when a fellow guy is making a move on someone.

Oblivious to this, Yumi tilts her head as she turns confused again as his stare deepens slightly, now directed at her.

This is the first time she sees her best friend like this.

It just added an odd feeling for Yumi on how Beomgyu is a Gryffindor, a slight remnant of prejudice on her part as well, if you may.

However, it just brushed her thoughts momentarily before going back to the fact that this is Choi Beomgyu we’re talking about. He can be petty on things without any regard at times, and that goes to her as well as why they get along.

But most just doesn’t make sense on how much he’s pressed on this concern of his to be even called as one.

“If that's what you're afraid of Beomgyu, fine. Besides, taking your words into account, I wasn't born yesterday, hun. I can handle myself. I've grown up!” Yumi reminded, brushing it off yet again. She just quickly fixes his gold and crimson necktie, patting it for a slight reassurance. Even looking at him straight in the eye to assert herself.

He didn't budge.

She almost rolls her eyes at his pressing tone, smiling more widely as he taps her arm almost reprimandly.

“Yeah, yeah… even your naivety is showing through Yumi. You don't even see past that friendliness of his, that's part of his tactics!” He almost sharply inhales stating this, adding the fiery look in his eyes. Yumi had to laugh at how worked up he was.

This is like seeing his and Soobin’s beef over video games. What’s up with him?

“And just letting you know, you’re almost always a bad judge of character. Take Soobin for example… just because he can outdo your pettiness, doesn’t mean he’s bad.”

“Thanks?” Soobin turns to them, and then his eyebrows knit together after processing, much like a loading screen finished up his forehead. “Man, I can’t even take that as a compliment, Yumi-yah!”

Yumi laughs, but Beomgyu keeps his gaze on her. She goes back to him. “Okay, not that you’re a bad judge, I was kidding. But you get it, right?”

No response.

Just… glaring.

She just sighs at his piercing look.

“Again, Beomi… how about getting to know the guy for yourself first, hmmm? He’s not even half-bad as you think.”

Speak of the devil.

The familiar scent of fresh oak whiffs through her system, she’d almost grown familiar with it for the past weeks she had been exposed to the Slytherin. The sweet aroma of the chocolate and nuts almost mocks Beomgyu’s nose as a tray of baked goods is placed on their table.

“Hi, guys! Hey, Yumi-sshi, here’s what I promised you.” He winks cheekily as a greeting. Jaemin shows up at their table, with a satisfying look served along with the cupcakes he brought for the group. Specifically for the sweet tooth Hufflepuff girl.

“Jaemin… Didn’t I tell you to call me ‘Yumi’?”

Already at that level huh? Beomgyu grits over his teeth.

Yumi nudges him.

“Ohhh… how sly, yeah, this definitely caught me off guard in his vile schemes,” Yumi says with a playful tone, overtly directed at Beomgyu during their prior conversation. Her warm breath brushing by the tip of Beomgyu’s ear gave him a shiver.

His lips slightly twitch at how Yumi is even acting weakened by the cupcake as she takes a bite. Further teasing him… Beomgyu chose to purse his lips.

She smiles at Jaemin now, turning her attention to him. Even some of Beomgyu’s friends are warming up to the Slytherin guy on how he's been friendly and approachable with them.

“Thanks, Nana! You're the best!” she beams.

Swooned even. Beomgyu resisted the sass on his facial features.

Jaemin goofily smiles upon hearing Yumi using his nickname.

Beomgyu inhales as he remains quiet, observing the two like a Lion eyeing its prey. Heck yeah, cause you're too much of a foodie, Lee Yumi.

A ray of sunshine that even the Gryffindor would be obliterated by its encapsulated light.

Beomgyu rolls his eyes at how obvious it is that the Slytherin thinks the same with such child-like smiles she displays.

Not even batting an eye at Beomgyu, Jaemin places a cupcake on his plate. His eyes clearly stayed longer at Yumi than the rest of the group.

And how she’s looking back at him with the same intensity…

Fuck, this is definitely the way to Yumi’s heart. Curse you, Na Jaemin.

Jealousy bores through his gazes at the two near him. How is it that she's smiling too brightly like that?

Those plump cheeks as she smiles widely, how her eyes light up whenever she laughs.

And that eye smile of hers, that damned aegyosal.

Beomgyu is just left pouting, holding on to the bitten cupcake he ate out of spite. His annoyance is boiling up further, cause damn, this is so much better than what Soobin concocts.

Soobin sneezes out of the blue, feeling a goosebump brushing off the nape of his neck.

Oops. Sorry, bud.

※ my masterlist | #enjeiwrites ※

[a-bad-case-of-the-stephs]

Like on logical level I totally see the purpose in not telling Steph ‘The Secret’ when she was sanctioned as spoiler and working with and training with Batman. Like Bruce is understandably fairly stingy about who he tells about his secret identity, and not telling Steph at that moment in time would make a lot of logical sense. (When BW murderer begins even Cass doesn’t know his identity, tho I do think her situation is extremely different to Steph’s and she would have been told if she asked no question about it)

That being said, not telling Steph would make a lot of logical sense if Steph’s time being part of the team as spoiler wasn’t occurring pretty much simultaneously with Sasha Bordeaux’s introduction and plot.

Like around this exact same time, Batman literally lets Sasha fucking Bordeaux find out his secret identity because he’s lonely and he fell in love with her. I guess.

Like it really cheapens the whole significance of The Secret and erodes the logic behind not telling Steph if Bruce Wayne is simultaneously enacting a Billionaire CEO Falls In Love With my Bodyguard AU?? 🥀🥀💔💔 romance which supremely involves him letting Sasha find out he is Batman.

Hmmm. Actually there might be something here. Going to compare Sasha Bordeaux to Steph brown real quick.

Both blond, both initials are SB, both hang out with Batman mainly around Officer down through bw murderer.

Batman saw how allowing civilians (Sasha Bordeaux and Vesper Fairchild) into his life, specifically with Sasha as someone he brought into the Batman side of his life, ruined their lives. Vesper is dead, Sasha has been abandoned in prison and is now a checkmate agent who totally hates him. As a result, he reevaluates who he (thinks he has) brought into the Batman Gotham vigilante sphere. He connects/identifies Steph as more civilian than vigilante for whatever reason (as seen in tec 790) (potentially bc of her the death of her father, and reminder of her still living civilian mother, maybe he sees that as a chance for her to live a normal life now that her dad is dead?) and then as bw murderer/fugitive wraps up, fires her unceremoniously.

So an additional way to read his firing of Steph as spoiler is as a result of the disastrous consequences of allowing civilians to get to know him as Bruce Wayne (vesper fairchilds murder) but also specifically the consequences of pushing civilians into Batman’s sphere (w Sasha Bordeaux). Obviously this logic is flawed because stephanie had been Involved in vigilantism with or without Batman’s approval, he didn’t push her into it at all, and by training her he is making her much safer than she would be without supplies and training, and firing her will obviously not get her to stop fighting crime, but since when has Bruce let the truth get in the way of his completely damaging and destructive self flagellation?

Panels which I think substantiate this reading in no particular order and with no particular context and which I won’t expand upon or find better examples of:

Detective #765

Detective #772

Detective #775

Batman #605

[longwuzhere]

My Adventures with Superman Issue #3 Easter Eggs

The third issue of the My Adventures with Superman's comic book tie-in which bridges the gap between seasons 1 and 2 [W: Josie Campbell, P&I: Paolo M. Collar, C: Nick Filardi, L: Lucas Gattoni] is out this week and so lets check out the Easter Eggs in it! Remember the third issue can be bought at your local comic shop! Its a short but but a fun read for the comic!

My Easter eggs lists for season 1 is here if you haven't seen it!

My season 2 episode 1 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 2 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 3 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman comic issue 1 post is here

My season 2 episode 4 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 5 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 6 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 7 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman comic issue 2 post is here

My season 2 episode 8 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 9 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 10 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

Spoilers if you haven't read the issue yet

Lois and Jimmy were able to bring Amazo back to Jimmy and Clark's apartment after the incident at Mt. Simonson and Clark being arrested and DuBois like a lot of people not knowing Clark and Superman are the same person.

Amazo recalls his time at the lab under the mountain and remembers Ivo and Lex both of whom I go more in depth here and here respectively.

Dubois and his team are still on the look out for Amazo and they found the robot with Lois, Jimmy, and Ma and Pa Kent driving on the Metropolis Bay Bridge.

Metropolis Bay makes its first appearance in Superman's Girl Friend Lois Lane #11 (1959). It wasn't until DC rebooted after Crisis on Infinite Earths that Metropolis Bay gets renamed to be Hob's Bay in Superman #87 (1997) where it gets Hobsneck Bridge that connects Southside to Metropolis.

On the bridge with DuBois and his team we see Killgrave who I talked more about here.

After a scuffle between DuBois and Superman that causes Amazo to stress out and cause the bridge to collapse, everyone was able to make it out safe and took refuge at Cadmus. I talked more about that place here.

If you remember who took up residence at Cadmus at the end of episode 6 of season 1, we see Amanda Waller and Slade watching over our group. I talked more about Waller and Checkmate here and here respectively.

And with that we are done with issue #3! Be sure to preorder issue #4 and we'll take at look at it in September! Supporting the comic supports not only the show, but you're also supporting your local comic shop and sending a message to DC that readers want more of My Adventures with Superman!

My Easter eggs lists for season 1 is here if you haven't seen it!

My season 2 episode 1 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 2 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 3 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman comic issue 1 post is here

My season 2 episode 4 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 5 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 6 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 7 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman comic issue 2 post is here

My season 2 episode 8 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 9 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 10 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

[wanderstarr]

𝐀 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐏𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬 : 𝐈 ‧₊˚✩彡

wanderer x gn! reader

[[ prologue || ao3 || next ]]

'A HYPERSPECIFIC CASE ANALYSIS ON INTERSPECIES RELATIONSHIPS AND THEIR INHERENT INCOMPATIBILITY : A GROUNDED THEORY STUDY'

The Wanderer tapped his pen against the table. The title was very persuasive in its own right, if he did say so himself. Still, he would need convincing points to support his claim. Curse the Vahumana pricks for drilling this damn process into his head. He starts to map out his arguments in inky script.

His hands practically glide across the piece of paper, leaving neatly scrawled loops in its wake.

A list of reasons to deny his wavering inhibitions.

1. You were a puppeteer. 

That in itself should have been an omen, given the nature of his existence. How foolish would it be of him, to be abandoned by a creator of puppets twice? To be fair, he didn't quite know this little fact about you until the second time he met you.

The Zubayr Theatre. Scholar he may be, but the allure of a stage had always caught his eye, even when his memories were incomplete. He did have a penchant for theatrical names, after all, in his past incarnations. Still, he never took the initiative to go near of his own volition. As often as he visited the Grand Bazaar, he usually stayed a good distance away from that corner of the market.

He finds himself hovering from a distance, again, when he spots a familiar face in the crowd. You, waddling in front of the Zubayr stage with a comically tall stack of fabric in your arms blocking your view.

In any other case, he would have minded his own business. Hah, he should have minded his own business, even in this case. But his legs seemed to move faster than his mind could process it, and next thing he knew he was by your side, swiping a good chunk of the fabric from your grasp so you could actually see.

"Wh-HEY!.." you whip around at him, and he catches a glimpse of your vision aglow as bright as your glare, but it fades away when you look at him. "You!"

"Me." he says in reply. He casually rearranges the fabric he'd grabbed into a neater pile.

You look at him funny, and your confusion melts into a warm smile. You seem to do that often, shaking off confusion like the morning dew rolls off a leaf. 

You laugh quietly, nudging him in his ribs. "Aren't you such a gentleman, always helping me out?"

He scoffs, turning his face away from you. "Not my fault you're always in need of help when I'm around. I'm not an asshole, you know."

"Could've fooled me, Hat Guy."

He cringes. "..who told you that name?"

You laugh again, gleefully. "Didn't know you were so popular around here. Y'know, outside of the whole Archon's Right Hand Man you got going for you."

"I'm just making the most of what I'm capable of." he huffs. "If people find it such an interesting topic, then that's their problem."

"It's admirable." you grin. "You're amazing."

His knees almost shake for just a split second. He coughs awkwardly, and hides behind the shade of his hat.

"Flattery won't get you any extra favours." he says, and starts to walk.

You chase after him, and fall into step by his side. "Oh? But you're doing me a favour now. Checkmate."

"I won't hesitate to drop all this back onto you."

He wouldn't, he thinks.

"You wouldn't," you laugh.

Damn it.

He asks you a question in lieu of a reply. "In any case, isn't it unfair that you get to know my name?"

A roundabout way to ask for yours.

"Hm, is it?" you glance at him cheekily. "But I think I earned that knowledge fair and square, after all the asking around I did."

His brows furrowed in thought, and he felt a tug in the corner of his lips. "You asked about me?"

This time, you're the one whose footsteps stutter, looking at anywhere but him. Part of him takes glee in knowing he could have the same affect on you as you did on him.

"W-well," you clear your throat, "I was just.. you could call it getting to know my new home. Yeah, that!"

He would tease you more, but his greedy mind grabbed at the chance of learning something about you. "New? You're not from around here?"

"I've travelled around so much I can barely remember where I'm from," you shrugged. "But yeah, I'm finally settling down here."

"I see."

"Yeah." you nod. "I met Enteka last night, and when I helped her out with that psycho guy, she offered to introduce me to Nilou."

A lot of thoughts race through his mind as you talk. For one, he's a bit bemused at the notion that you would be so invested in helping a woman you just met the night before. He had assumed you were lifelong friends, the way you defended the acting manager that day. On the other hand, it did seem like something you would do, from what he's gathered of you. But more importantly..

"Nilou?"

"Yeah! I got myself a job here thanks to her. Apparently, Nilou mentioned to Enteka that the theatre needed more people around, so here I am!"

 "Oh? And what do you do, then?" he tilts his head. "Besides flailing around blindly and carrying things like an idiot?"

"Hey!" you punch his shoulder lightly. "I'll have you know I'm very skilled at craftsmanship!"

"Really?" he drawls.

"Yeah really! I'm like, super popular. All the rage."

"It's weird that I've never heard of you then."

"What, you've never heard of the amazing–" 

From the top of the Zubayr stage, a middle aged woman yells out a name, cutting you off. You whip around to look at her. Huh, that's one way to learn what you're called, he supposes.

"Rekhar!" you call back. "Need something?"

"Yeah, would you mind bringing the materials up here instead?"

"Sure thing!"

"You're a dear, thanks!" the elderly woman smiles, and retreats towards the back of the stage.

The Wanderer nudges your foot with his own, and says your name. It tumbles from his lips easily, naturally. He quite enjoys the way it sounds, he thinks.

You chuckle. "Guess I've been exposed."

"Like you could've kept it hidden."

"I could have!"

"With how much you talk? I doubt it."

"I guess that's true; it can't be helped," you sigh dramatically. "I do like talking to you."

"To me, or just in general?"

"In general too." you flash a wicked grin. "But mostly, you're just fun to be around."

That's.. certainly new. To be fair, you had incredibly odd taste in company.

You both reach the stage, and set down the bundles in your arms on a nearby table. Rekhar beams her thanks, and sweeps the fabric off to who knows where. 

"I hear she's working on a new prop mechanic for the next show." you comment.

"You're not helping? I thought you were a craftsman."

"Me?" you laugh. "Oh, I'm not as well versed in prop engineering. My specialty lies more in puppetry." 

His chest drops to a jolt, and he feels his throat run dry. "Puppets."

"Yeah!" You don't seem to notice the change in his tone. "I could show them to you, sometime."

"No thanks." he backs away abruptly, movement stiff. You look worried for him. He looks away from you.

"Are you okay?"

"I got something else to do," he says. You both knew it was a lie. "And you don't need my help anymore."

You don't need a puppet like me.

You reach out to him. He flinches away.

"..okay." you clasp your hands together, hold them close to your chest. "I'll see you around."

He leaves you standing alone without an answer.

©wanderstarr..!!

me: haha yeah this is gonna be fluff/humour yk

also me:

[spontaneousful]

Amber and Xiao friendship incorrect quotes + headcanons

yes, this is based on that Xiao demo video where he and Amber fight together to show-off Xiao's moves

Xiao: Hey, thanks for checking in, I’m ✨still a piece of garbage✨

Amber: Do you need help getting up? Xiao: Nah, I'm cool down here on the floor.

Amber: Don't quote me on this, but I believe murder is illegal!

Xiao: Okay, if we can't do it by sheer force, we'll do it my way. Amber: But your way is sheer force?

Xiao: Are you listening to me? Amber: *nods* Xiao: What did I just say? Amber: *nods* Xiao:

Xiao: WHOEVER CAUSED THIS MESS IS GOING TO- Amber: It was me. Xiao: ...Is going to be forgiven because everyone deserves a second chance.

Amber: *casually taking four stairs at a time* Xiao, falling behind, taking two stairs at a time: Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fu-

Xiao: I’m terrible at expressing myself. Amber: Don’t worry, actions speak louder than words! Xiao: Yes, but my actions are also bad.

Xiao: I’ve been described as a ‘heartless villain’ and a 'little shit’, but I prefer… 'has alternative ways of having fun’.

Amber: We have to plan, we have to figure something out. Xiao: When have any of our plans ever actually worked? We plan, we get there, all hell breaks loose.

Amber: I would say I outdid myself, but I’m always this good, so I simply did myself. Amber: Wait-

Amber: *Hugs Xiao from behind* Amber: *Tucks Xiao's hair behind his ear* Amber, whispering: Eat all the frosted animal crackers again and they'll never find your fucking body.

Xiao: What's that? Amber: Chocolate. Xiao: What's chocolate? Amber: Candy. Do they not have candy where you're from? Xiao: Yeah. Grapes, nuts. Amber: No wonder you're so bitter.

Xiao: What happened to your nose? Amber: I used it to break some guy's fist.

Xiao: I have a plan. Amber: Good! As long as we aren’t breaking the law again, I’m open to hearing it. Xiao: Amber: Xiao: I no longer have a plan.

Amber: I made tea. Xiao: I don't want tea. Amber: I didn't make you tea. This is my tea. Xiao: Then why did you tell me? Amber: It's a conversation starter. Xiao: It's a horrible conversation starter. Amber: Oh, is it? We're conversing. Checkmate.

The last one is totally how they met. Amber was going to Liyue and Xiao appeared to save her from some monsters (whether she needed the help or not is debatable) She wants to find out who he is and asks around until she finds out about Xiao living at the Wangshu Inn. She tries get him to come out for multiple days. One day, she decides to bring tea and the ^ conversation happens. (Xiao was going to disappear after he aaid he didn't want tea so Amber blurted out the next line and Xiao was so confused he had to stay lol)

Also, for the stairs one, they're both the same height but Amber has longer legs + she's used to having to keep up w/Eula. Zhongli would slow down for Xiao whenever he used to follow him around

Their relationship is basically:

Xiao: oh, look at this tiny little mortal who is naive to the suffering of this world and is so fragile any wrong move will make her fall over and die. She needs to be protected from everything and herself.

Xiao: baby

Amber: he reminds me a little of baby collei. he's so sad and has that self-deprecating edge. He's an angsty teenager who needs to be shown the bright side of life.

Amber: baby

[liquidstar]

its 5am so this isnt a very coherent thought and i might not be phrasing it perfectly... but you know how That breed of cishet guy will say shit like "those stupid lgbts keep inventing new genders ummm newsflash liberals theres only TWO gender. man and woman. checkmate." but like those same guys will turn around and literally make up entire new terms for different ways that men present their gender to sort them into gendered sub-classes. like. idk it feels like maybe your relationship with gender is actually not that different, and the rigid binary isnt doing you any favors either, but youre not willing to actually free yourself from it. so you work within its parameters to try to create your own sub-label instead. like yeah youre not calling yourself stargender or something youre just calling yourself an epsilon male. which is no more "real" than the former, but you try to fall back on pseudoscience and the barnum effect to justify it.

but at the end of the day youre doing the same thing! youre creating a unique personalized label for your specific way of expressing your gender identity, and the way you navigate it and through your personal gender presentation. and again its based on working within the patriarchal gender roles, so its incredibly reductive, misogynistic, and does a lot more harm than good. even to the people taking on those labels. its like theyre doing the same thing but in a twisted way, because of the way they cant stop being sexist and transphobic. but part of me really does think that even the people who cling the heaviest to the patriarchal ideals of gender actually also want to be free from it, because the second theres an acceptable method to do so... they'll jump onto it too. but because theyre so obsessed w those patriarchal ideals, they have to also make it into a hierarchy to place others into too. so again whatever they do manage is still reductive.

[the-demon-prodigy]

a note on the vol 25 cover \\ mini analysis

so, regarding fyodor!

as we can see, fyodor is holding a black chess piece. it doesnt look like a rook, a knight, or a pawn. although it may be a queen, for the sake of this theory im going to assume that it is the king piece. (also, im going to ignore like every little bit of actual chess rules for this adladlksjrl)

the volume will cover the chapters 110-112 (i think), so its likely that this is only 'foreshadowing' (of course, what im going to cover here is the most recent events, in chaps 114-114.5 as its already happened its just not in this volume)

now then, from the vol 16 colored spread, we can see that fyodor is the black side.

so, it doesnt mean that hes put dazai in checkmate.

however, lets talk about what the king does in chess.

has very little mobility, is what decides the game, and is on the same 'side ' as fyodor, being the black king. who fits the bill?

thats right, its bram!

so, my little interpretation is that fyodor holding the black king in this cover is symbolic of how he will overtake brams body very soon after the events of this volume.

now then, moving on to dazai!!

so, this cover very reasonably gave almost everybody a big scare ;w; but i dont think it means that dazai will die. in the first few chapters included in this volume, dazai is presumed to be dead right after chuuya shot him. so i rlly think theyre just playing us but who knows,,,

anyway, red camellias which are shown on dazai here can mean deep desire/love, noble death, and are known to be incredibly rare (I THINK). i feel like its mostly about dazais personality (as his view of the world is 'rare' and he sorta maybe 'died' a noble death in 109 but thats debatable) and the fact that chuuya was the one to shoot him (as skk have been associated with the flowers before [if that official art was actually real idk anymore])

another interesting thing is that dazai is in his ada outfit here, while in his appearance in vol 22's cover he was in his prison outfit. either its foreshadowing for a symbolic death of agency dazai or just meant to signal the end of the prison arc as we enter a new era of the story.

the presence of the swords and the complete lack of empty space in the volume cover displays how the tripolar singularity which occurs very soon after this completely shifts the world i think !

moving on, we can see atsushis human foot and his tiger foot (and his belt) in this volume cover but not his face. all the other previous covers show more of him, and assumedly this is showing how the focus is shifting away from him as a person.

now, fukuzawa and fukuchi.

fukuzawa has a white backdrop while fukuchi has black, this could symbolize fukuchi who is dead while fukuzawa isnt but i see it more as their two somewhat extreme views on justice and how it polarizes them. they are back to back, their hair almost melding into one singular person showing that they both want to do whats right, but their associated colors and the swords show their differences.

fyodor sits between them, almost separating them, and showing how little we still understand about his true moral standing. (also, fyodor radiates black that is actually even darker than fukuchi's showing how, as karma said in his debut chapter, fyodor transcends evil.)

the red speckles may symbolize the tripolar singularity, and the cracks on the bottom of fukuchi and fukuzawa's sections could show the singularity's shattering of concrete morality and that which is real/is not.

atsushi and dazai are both in the area with the water, which may also symbolize how the singularity will flush out the past and bring fyodor's idea of purity closer to reality. atsushi and dazai being placed in the water shows how they are the ones who will make change (as atsushi can cut through the fabric of abilities using his tiger claws, and dazai nullifies abilities).

finally, heres the full clean cover of volume 25 so that you too can praise our lord harukawa sango <3

(the manga panels included here were found on mangadex and the clean vol cover was found on the bsd fandom wiki)

[stardewshanebae]

Stardew Valley Bachelor(ettes) + Hozier & Taylor Swift

My personal interpretation of stardew marriage candidates and the hozier and Taylor swift songs that fit them w/ lyrics. Disclaimer: created in a fit of insomnia.

Bachelorettes

Abigail: Long Live TV, take me to church

“Long live all the walls we crashed through I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you”

“If I'm a pagan of the good times, my lover's the sunlight. To keep the Goddess on my side, she demands a sacrifice, ‘Drain the whole sea Get something shiny Something meaty for the main course That's a fine looking high horse What you got in the stable? We've a lot of starving faithful’, That looks tasty That looks plenty This is hungry work”

Emily: bejeweled, someone new

“Best believe I'm still bejeweled. When I walk in the room I can still make the whole place shimmer”

“There's an art to life's distractions to somehow escape the burning weight, the art of scraping through. Some like to imagine the dark caress of someone else, I guess any thrill will do. Would things be easier if there was a right way? Honey, there is no right way. And so I fall in love just a little, oh a little bit every day with someone new”

Haley: Wildest Dreams, Angel of Small Death and the Codeine Scene

“Say you'll remember me standing in a nice dress, staring at the sunset, babe— Red lips and rosy cheeks. Say you'll see me again Even if it's just in your wildest dreams”

“Feeling more human and hooked on her flesh, I Lay my heart down with the rest at her feet. Fresh from the fields, all fetor and fertile, it's bloody and raw, but I swear it is sweet. With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean, she's the angel of small death and the codeine scene. With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean, she's the angel of small death and the codeine scene”

Leah: Willow, In a Week

“I'm like the water when your ship rolled in that night—rough on the surface but you cut through like a knife. And if it was an open-shut case I never would've known from that look on your face. Lost in your current like a priceless wine”

“We lay here for years or for hours, thrown here or found to freeze or to thaw. So long, we'd become the flowers. Two corpses we were, Two corpses I saw”

Maru: Mastermind, sunlight

“Once upon a time, the planets and the fates And all the stars aligned You and I ended up in the same room At the same time And the touch of a hand lit the fuse Of a chain reaction of countermoves To assess the equation of you Checkmate, I couldn't lose”

“I would shun the light, share in evening's cool and quiet Who would trade that hum of night? For sunlight, sunlight, sunlight But whose heart would not take flight? Betray the moon as acolyte On first and fierce affirming sight Of sunlight, sunlight, sunlight”

Penny: Mine TV, I, Carrion

“Do you remember, we were sittin' there by the water? You put your arm around me, for the first time, You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter. You are the best thing that's ever been mine. Do you remember all the city lights on the water? You saw me start to believe for the first time. You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter. You are the best thing that's ever been mine”

“You have me floatin' like a feather on the sea while you're as heavy as the world that you hold your hands beneath. Once I had wondered what was holdin' up the ground, but I can see that all along, love, it was you all the way down. Leave it now, I am sky-bound If you need to, darling, lean your weight to me”

Bachelors

Alex: So High School, Wasteland, Baby!

“Truth, dare, spin bottles You know how to ball, I know Aristotle Brand new, full throttle Touch me while your bros play Grand Theft Auto It's true, swear, scout's honor You knew what you wanted, and, boy, you got her Brand new, full throttle You already know, babe”

“All the fear and the fire Of the end of the world Happens each time a boy falls in love with a girl Happens great, happens sweet Happily, I'm unfazed here, too Wasteland, baby I'm in love I'm in love with you”

Elliot: False God, Francesca

“I know heaven's a thing I go there when you touch me Honey hell is when I fight with you But we can patch it up good Make confessions and we're begging for forgiveness Got the wine for you”

“Though I know my heart would break I'll tell them put me back in it Darling, I would do it again, ah, ah If I could hold you for a minute. Darling, I'd go through it again, ah, ah I would still be surprised I could find you, darling In any life If I could hold you for a minute Darling, I would do it again, ah, ah I would not change it each time Heaven is not fit to house a love like you and I”

Harvey: Safe & Sound, Too Sweet

“Just close your eyes, the sun is going down You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now Come morning light, you and I'll be safe and sound”

“I take my whiskey neat, my coffee black and my bed at three, you’re too sweet for me”

Sam: Electric Touch, Jackie and Wilson

“All I know is this could either break my heart or bring it back to life Got a feelin' your electric touch could fill this ghost town up with life And I want you now, wanna need you forever In the heat of your electric touch”

“She's gonna save me, call me "baby" Run her hands through my hair She'll know me crazy, soothe me daily Better yet, she wouldn't care We'll steal her Lexus, be detectives Ride 'round picking up clues We'll name our children, Jackie and Wilson Raise 'em on rhythm and blues”

Sebastian: Snow on the Beach, Better Love

“Now it's like snow at the beach Weird but fuckin' beautiful Flying in a dream, stars by the pocketful You wanting me tonight feels impossible But it's comin' down, no sound, it's all around Like snow on the beach”

“And I've never loved a darker blue than the darkness I have known in you, own from you You, whose heart would sing of anarchy You would laugh at meanings, guarantees, so beautifully When our truth is burned from history By those who figured justice in fond memory, witness me Like fire weeping from a cedar tree Know that my love would burn with me We'll live eternally”

Shane: Gold Rush, first time

“'Cause I don't like a gold rush, gold rush I don't like anticipating my face in a red flush I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch Everybody wants you Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you Walk past, quick brush I don't like slow motion double vision in rose blush I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush Everybody wants you But I don't like a gold rush”

“And the first time that you kissed me I drank dry the River Lethe The Liffey would have been softer on my stomach all the same But you spoke some quick new music That went so far to soothe this soul As it was and ever shall be Unearth without a name Some part of me must have died The first time that you called me baby And some part of me came alive The first time that you called me baby”

[ardentpoop]

!!!! God you’re so right about people romanticizing to the point where they can’t claim it’s abuse and I hate it so much!!!! That’s the point! Gravitating towards these themes you still have to recognizing what makes them sick and wrong instead of just claiming them as something deeper and more complex and worthy of being seen as almost beautiful and darling, especially from the side of the abuser! Abuse is ugly let it be ugly!

PERIOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I’m SICK OF EVERYONE HERE except for my mutuals who are also turning blue in the face every time someone goes “if sam is so abused why is he staying, hm? checkmate.”

“if sam is so abused why physically big and strong? checkmate”

“if sam is so abused why did he hurt dean’s feefees? checkmate .”

it’s literally like our precious Toxic Ships vs their filthy Abuse Meta

girl it’s the same picture. you can grow up and join me in enjoying the ship w/out doing Victim-Blaming 101 or you can accept that I do not think very highly of you or the segment of fandom you’re in.

[berrypass-de-murdler]

2 - 57 The Checkmate Murder

I am sincerely running out of intros

pretending to be okay, still crying inside

DON'T READ THE EPISODES WITHOUT READING THE BOOKS!!

Irratino has to stop fooling around and find his Logico. But his search is getting darker. Literally, he’s following a trail of blood underground… And what he finds is beyond shocking. 

TANGERINE: Took you long enough. Come step inside.

They open giant double doors to reveal… a totally illegal fighting ring!! And not just any fighting… CHESSBOXING!!!

Irratino feels his heart sink. Logico would die to attend something like this! But hopefully… not literally. The trail of blood leads to some human in the stands, but Irratino barely has time to pay attention to that!!

NAVY: Folks… I imagine you’ve been waiting a LONG time for this. This match will not only guarantee the owner of the championship belt, but also who lives and dies. I’ve delayed 15 boats to be here, so it’d better be a show…

Charcoal bumps into Irratino.

IRRATINO: You again? CHARCOAL: Yeah… but this time I came here on purpose! Chess is only interesting when you throw boxing into it.

Irratino can’t disagree. But he does need to figure out who murdered the human in the stands that no one’s paying attention to.

NAVY: The finalists are approaching. On one side of the board, The Huminator.

A man enters the ring.

TANGERINE: GO FUCK YOURSELF! NAVY: He may not be the same human from the last round, and if he isn’t, no one would be able to tell. But on the right side of the board, or… left, depending on where you’re sitting, is The Amazing Aureolin.

Auree comes out in a face shield and gloves!

AUREOLIN: FOR THE SMALLER ONES OUT THERE…

Her triplets scream with awe. Irratino rubs his eyes. What the hell is going on?? And why isn’t Logico here to see it…

CHARCOAL: Dang… Logico would really love this. I wonder where he is.

This is the last straw. Irratino has to solve this mini murder!

NAVY: Let the match… begin!

There’s a boring part where they play chess. But when the whistle blows, Auree and the human punch each other violently.

TANGERINE: KNOCK HIS HEAD OFF. BREAK HIS JAW!! SNAP HIS NECK!!!

Proving that non-binary people can be murderers too, Tangerine is a complete psychopath.

NAVY: Oh, I already see a blood spill. CHARCOAL: This is so amazing, oh my god. Look what I got!

He holds up boxing gloves.

IRRATINO: From… where? CHARCOAL: The ring! IRRATINO: HOW?!

Now Irratino has them too.

CHARCOAL: Practice against me. I gotta get in there! IRRATINO: NO!!

The real boxers have lost their gloves, so after the next chess move, the hits are hitting harder. Without gloves, boxing is just a fistfight. Aureolin loses a tooth! And the Huminator almost loses an eye. Irratino has no time to process the violence, because he gets a voicemail from Logico!

LOGICO: Hey Tino! If you get this, I want you to know that I’m okay, but you should really reach out to the Reds. More importantly, OH MY GOD!!! I found this INSANE chessboxing match on TV, and guess who’s fighting. THE AMAZING AUREOLIN! Isn’t that insane? I can’t believe she played the King’s Gambit in the middle of a boxing ring! 

Irratino doesn’t know how to feel. Logico doesn’t seem to be taking this very seriously. But at least he’s alright. Irratino can’t handle the separation for much longer, though… 

IRRATINO: Hey, wait a second! [to Charcoal] You killed that human!

Instead of crying, Charcoal chuckles, which is disturbing.

CHARCOAL: He owed me money and he didn’t pay. What was I supposed to do?

Irratino thinks of broke little Logico in his jail cell. Could his kidnapping have to do with money?

IRRATINO: Logico…  CHARCOAL: W… wait… you think I… you think I killed Logico? IRRATINO: N-no CHARCOAL: I could… I could never kill Logico!! [crying fit]

There it is. Irratino may have solved another one, but he’s not any closer to Gico than he was yesterday. But hey, at least Aureolin won the match!

AUREOLIN: And if anyone asks, that doesn’t count as a murder!

The end! 

I fucking love aureolin omg

the chessboxing debut!!!! Logico gets revenge on Irratino for seeing a movie without him by calling him just to yap about what was on TV

The power of Goat Lord compels you!

See you next time murdlers!

(I almost just wrote 'murderers' straight-up, my mind is in a dark place)