#so quality drop teehee

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[kiyoitiepie]

My Favorite BL Dramas of 2023

happy new year to everyone who uses the gregorian calendar. we had so much good content come out this year. i'm gonna list my favs. please remember these are my personal faves and may be objectively terrible. do not be alarmed.

My Beautiful Man S2 and Movie

If you ask me this series is one of the best bls of all time. idc idc. im a hira and kiyoi girlie through and through. how many bl's do you know with 2 seasons and an original movie. not those repackaged ones that they try to hand feed us. an actual movie with a plot???? the bar is on the floor clearly. but hira and kiyoi are gonna surpass that bar every. single. time.

Love Tractor

I didn't hear enough people screaming about Love Tractor. crickets tbh. Which is blasphemous in my opinion. How could you be quiet when this lovely bumbling himbo with the dopiest grin is on your screen? look at him!!

Eighth Sense

10's across the board. No question. No notes.

this scene^ BROKE me

Our Dining Table

Ok hear me out. I didn't think this was the best bl in the world BUT it was so wholesome that it deserves a spot. top tier comfort show. It got me through many bad days. Admittedly, there were a few times I purposely put it on bc i knew it would put me to sleep. please don't jump me.

Unintentional Love Story

Now...I'm not a huge kbl person. However, this was really nice. Had a solid plot. I don't remember much abt it but I know there was pottery and I had a good time

Only Friends

This was culture. This was a movement. I will never forgive them for how they treated Boston. Even still, I was there every week ready for the chaos. I had the time of my life.

Bed Friend

It's hard to believe this came out this year. Like ??? But really that shows how much I've established this show as a classic in my mind. BED FRIEND? UEA? baddest bitch in the land?? KING? greenest flag out there???? (debatable but for the sake of my argument lets pretend). It had every element. good plot, great visuals, a little heat. like come on who else is doing it like them?

i just know if me and uea were ever in the same room he would judge me so much

Dangerous Romance

I've seen mixed reviews on this one but I had a fun time. Kanghan is a prissy little spoiled brat, but he's my prissy little spoiled brat. I loved their story progression. Which is saying a lot for me bc I don't like enemies to lovers. like why are we fighting? also "i'm an introvert" is the funniest shit i've heard all year.

La Pluie

this was so shockingly good i wish it got more attention. iqiyi in general really did their big one this year. when it rains you can only hear your soulmate? love!

Laws of Attraction

this was a rollercoaster. i started watching ironically because i thought it would be terrible when i saw the mc go super saiyan. that shit is still hilarious idc.

Love Syndrome III

Now before we start throwing tomatoes...let's hear me out. Nothing has caught my attention this year the way this series did. This was another series I was watching ironically until suddenly i wasn't. It's also just so funny that they released the third one without dropping a first or second. but bad bitches don't need to explain themselves. and YES love syndrome is a bad bitch. let's stop acting like we watch bl's solely for the quality. i don't need marvel cgi to have a good time. sometimes a dollar store wig and the most toxic couple you've ever seen is enough to make some shit shake. if this was released during the tharntype era??? oh bitches would've ate it up. HAPPILY. rant over.

Last Twilight

it's good man. what more can i say? i hope it doesn't disappoint me in the end.

Pit Babe

i'm very pleased. very much so. i know alot of folks went into this show expecting a little teehee. to laugh at the omegaverse racecar show. NOT ME. i've waited for this moment. and anyone who's seen me screaming in the tag can attest. this is a game changer. not just for bl but the fandom community at large. and don't even get me started on their chemistry. babe's smile whenever he's around charlie?? mama and papa?? MAMA AND FUCKING PAPA?? we deserve this and i will bask in it for as long as I can. jeff had better be pregnant by the end of the show.

^ that’s his charlie smile 🥲

[deva-arts]

Has Vincent ever truly broken down and admitted to having real feelings? Every facade's gotta crack at some point.

Vincent likes to pretend he's uncaring and unempathetic (especially regarding Sera,) but he's surprisingly protective of others, regardless of who they are.

...

...In his own way, of course.

Teehee so I wrote something about this um I never post any written oc stuff so enjoy

Sunlight wafts through the curtains where the couple lay peacefully atop the bed. Nathaniel was finally home from a long shift at the medbay, and Seraphina had decided to take a break from tuning her weapons to stay with him for the day. Birdsong filled the room, and they savored the soft, sleepy embrace they were in; life pried them apart far too much to be wasteful with quiet moments.

Nathaniel pulls her a bit closer, then freezes, mental gears whirring. Seraphina noted the pause right away.

She pries her eyes open to squint at him. “What’s wrong.”

He still has the face on- the face that says he is trying to understand something absurd yet concerning. “I-…” As if trying to prove himself wrong, he feels for her ribs again over her shirt, following the curve as his hands enveloped her torso. Oddly enough, he even motioned to count each one, only to halt in yet another worried pause, lips pressed into a thin line.

Seraphina quietly observed him, raising an eyebrow. “…Hugs exist, Nathaniel. No need to reinvent the wheel with whatever this is."

Nathaniel stops, nonplussed, then he breaks into laughter, forgetting his previous alarm. Success. "Hah... Ahah.. No, it isn’t that…” His face falls back into a placid smile, and he pulls his hands away to sit up beside her.

Blast it all.

“It’s just that… Something is-“ He makes a vague motion with his hands. “-Different with your bone structure, but I wouldn’t be able to tell just what without proper scans.”

She blinked, sitting up to meet his expression. Were they really going to talk about this now? “Ah. Well that was kind of obvious, wasn’t it? I wouldn’t be able to function if I were a normal human with wings slapped on me.” …Was that wrong? Did he have some odd hope dashed regarding her skeleton of all things? Was he weirdly fascinated about skeletons???

He gave her a concerned, humorless grin. “I know that… But… Ser…”

Seriously? He was weirdly fascinated about skeletons?

Seraphina was unimpressed. “I fail to see how this is important at the moment, Nathaniel.” And right when they got some quality time...

Nathaniel didn’t respond. He looked away, his expression unreadable while he softly wrung his hands in thought. …She never liked when he got quiet like this. It always tugged her heart wrong.

Well, whatever it was, it was certainly worrying him to this point. Might as well hear him out. Sera gave his shoulder a light squeeze in an effort to be consolatory. This usually helped, right?

“… I was being... Harsh. What’s wrong, Liebe?”

Nathaniel hugs an arm around her shoulders, keeping her close by. So it’s a hug that works in this situation. Duly noted. She hugs him back, sweeping a wing over his shoulders.

He hums. “I…I don’t think I could practice on you and your brother with the same confidence as before.” He pauses. “All this time, I’ve been working under the assumption that you were just atypicals... But… No common atypicals have genetic variations that run that deep. They usually follow similar ‘rules’, so to speak.”

He drops his gaze to look at her. “I don't know how I've missed this, but I found something entirely different with a cursory check. Which means that I was operating on you with no clue about your bodily composition. All this time.” …Oh. Nathaniel remains ever pensive, even a little guilty.

…That...

"It also means that you've got a more heavily manipulated variation. At least enough to alter things to this point while still retaining humanoid anatomy." 

“…I see.” She says, hugging him a little tighter. His face softened a bit, which Seraphina took as a win as she considered his words. This was certainly a cause for concern... But… She also knew Nathaniel had a tendency to bear his responsibilities on himself rather harshly. He was probably beating himself up about it even now.

"You couldn't have known, Nathaniel." She says, trying to keep her tone easy.

He exhales. "That's the point."

Sera rests her cheek against his shoulder. “…Well. Even then. We’re alive, aren’t we?” Something told her this wasn’t the best way to lift his spirits. And she was right- he frowned in record time.

“You’re alive, until the next time you two inevitably get yourselves hurt, that is.” Nathaniel muttered. “What would I do then? Improvise if I encountered a new organ? use my imagination?”

“I doubt it’s to the point that I have new-“

“You doubt, but you don’t know.” He looks at her again. "And I don’t either.”

Her face sours at that. Yet another thing prying them away from some rest... Bah.

“…Can we please take a few scans in my office?”

"It's kind of important, Ser. We can cuddle later."

"...You won't let up about this, will you?" She digs her fingers into his shirt in an attempt to coax him to stay and relax. He tragically doesn't cede to the gesture.

Seraphina huffed and kicked away the covers, vaulting off the bed. “Never a dull moment…”

Nathaniel merrily followed suit. “Let's be honest, who’d want a dull life, anyhow?”

---

“You aren’t doing shit to her.” Vincent sneered.

Nathaniel sipped some of his tea. Wow. So much for asking him for reference. He decided to waste his breath a little more. “For the nth time Vincent, I’m trying to see how her anatomy works, and that info would be really useful so I-“

Vincent loudly interrupted him. “So you can what, you lanky fuck? see how different you are? Find excuses to— to break her down? Gut her like a fish?”

Sera walked into the room in some light sportswear. "Vincent, what are you talking about-“

“NO.” He snaps at her, then turns back to Nathaniel. "Fuck you, Sasquatch. You. Aren’t. Doing. Shit. To. Her. I’ll make sure of that. I'll kill you. I swear I will.” Nathaniel kept watching on as he continued the insults. Hum. Sasquatch was a pretty genius remark in hindsight.

Seraphina rolls her eyes. “While I appreciate your sudden and unneeded sense of protection, I’ll remind you that Nathaniel is my partner.” She said. “I don’t need your approval. Stop harassing him.”

Vincent rolled his eyes. “You don’t know— You don’t know this. You say it’s okay but then they—” Seraphina interrupts him."There is no they, Vincent. There’s only one person here that will be doing this, and you’ve known Nathaniel for years-“

“I knew them for my whole life.” Vincent balled his fists until his knuckles popped. “My whole life. They only got worse, their ‘questions' became worse, and they never stopped, even though they knew me. There was always a reason to… To…!” He looks down, making a strangling gesture with his snarled hands, eyes filled with emotions she's never seen him express. He snaps his sights back to Nathaniel, ever hateful. "To RUIN ME."

“So don’t blame me for seeing this as another obvious excuse. That’s what they all say- that— that they need answers, and then they wreck you.” Vincent’s usual rasp of a voice almost seemed shaky for a moment. 

Nathaniel sets his mug down. "I'm not doing any of those things, Vincent."

"YET."

This was new. It was odd to see any sort of empathy displayed by Vincent, especially towards her of all people. Sera didn’t know what to say. Where were his complaints about her? the out of pocket comments? the impromptu call to something she’s inferior for?

…Why did it almost seem like he cared?

---

...Right.

“It should’ve been you." He says between bloodied coughs as she pulled off the last wire relays. He had no more energy to keep fighting, nor stimulants to keep him moving. He sucks in another ragged breath to speak, eyes brimming with pure hatred. "All this time… You got to have everything. Everything, when you should’ve been hacked apart with me. You should've been in hell with me. I wish you were. Then they would have realized you’re nothing special, 02. Nothing worth missing. You’ve always just been a cheap replacement.” 

---

Seraphina scowled. There was no way in hell that this cockroach was going to act chummy with her of all things. That bridge was burned the day they met.

“Look, you—“ Sera started to respond, but was met with Nathaniel’s “cut it out” face. Bother. She crossed her arms and let him handle the rhetoric.

“Alright Vincent, are you really convinced that I’ll hurt your sister somehow?” Nathaniel asked, crossing his arms with an odd, almost knowing glint in his eyes. So he did have a plan... But what was it?

“…There’s always an opportunity. ” He said lowly. If looks could kill...

“Fine, how about you stay in the room, then? You’d be able to see firsthand that it’s nothing to worry about.” Nathaniel gave him a bright smile. It was almost enough to make her forget what he just offered. Seraphina glared at him. “What.”

Vincent eyed him, judging him under criteria she couldn’t guess if she tried. “Alright, Sasquatch.”

WHAT.

"If you do something funny I’m destroying your clinic. Then you.”

Nathaniel didn’t hesitate to reply. “Sounds good.”

Sera gripped her crossed arms while Vincent took a seat on the opposite side of the room. Nathaniel grinned at her, shooting her a goofy two-eyed wink.

“Relax, Ser. It’s only some scans, your privacy won’t be violated if he’s there. I'm also making sure my clinic doesn’t get destroyed.” She hated how casual he sounded about this.

“I’m starting to hate your improvisations.” She grumbled.

“You forget that he lives with us.”

—

Vincent was… Honestly surprised after everything was wrapped up. It was like being shocked— no, wrong word— surprised, but in a good way- he didn’t have the term for that feeling yet.

His idiot knockoff was perfectly fine. Sober. Painless. Not even the slightest bit uncomfortable. Possibly a little awkward since he was there, but he had to be there, otherwise-

…

Otherwise…

…Really, what would that beanpole have done?

Vincent really didn’t know what he was so upset about. He did know Nathaniel for a long while, but... He also didn’t know what separated their coats from his. He wouldn’t risk it either way. Ever since the first day he looked into Sasquatch’s eyes, he knew there was something fucked up underneath.

...It didn't sit right with him.

Hell, he didn’t even have a word for a check this boring. Nice words? Gentle handling? No shoving into scanner machines? no electrocution? No VAST tech? Not even the slightest threat or restraint? As Nathaniel promised, she was okay and unmoved as ever, staring at him with the sort of look that said “I told you so.” What she would never know is that he had no grounds to believe him before this. He’s never seen tests like these before.

It was eventually finished in around three hours time. Nathaniel had made a catalogue of important scans, cross-referencing whatever he found with some basic physical inspection that culminated in checking her range of motion, doing a modest external examination, and being overall professional. Vincent thought that being professional meant being extra good at heartlessness, like knowing how to keep working for hours to the sound of blood-curdling screams. Or making deep, precise cuts even when the subject is moving.

Vincent was certain that Nate was going to pull out earplugs at some point and was ready to wring his neck like a towel.

...

His chest aches.

...No. Everything does.

...

But he didn't.

He didn't do any of those things.

It was there that Vincent realized another thing. If this was all Sasquatch needed to piece together what was going on inside of her, then why did they do so many procedures to him under the pretense of doing the same? He expected force, vivisection, grueling trials, and humiliation. He expected to see suffering, gritted teeth, and uncaring faces. But none of that was supposed to happen. Only a light exam with happy words, full consent, and a sunlit room.

Vincent felt something overwhelming for a moment- the sort of emotion he would’ve immediately attributed to harrowing jealousy. Envy so destructive, so fierce that it eats him from within. But no, now he finally found the word for it. The word he never understood how to convey, since he felt it all the time and no one would listen.

Vincent felt hurt; unbelievably so.

Was he just dealt a shit hand at every turn in life? Why couldn’t he have nice things? Why was everything so fucked for him from day one?

Why could no one care?

—

He realized at that moment, that everything he was forced to learn was a mere casualty.

And now... He is left with... Nothing.

Seraphina stepped out of the scanner’s range and walked up to him. “See, Vincent? There was nothing you needed to break into histrionics about. I’m fi-“ “Shut up.” He cut her off and shoved a data-port into Nathaniel’s hand. “You’ll find a better use for this.”

Nathaniel briefly looked it over. “What is-“

“You two proved me wrong. Good. I’m out, now.”

Before Nathaniel could even call for him, Vincent was already out of the circular window and speeding between the clouds. A trail of mist was left in his wake until his silhouette was too far to be seen.

Seraphina took the port from Nathan’s hands and observed; on it was a familiar logo- Venus Inc.

The organization that had apparently made them both. Whose existence Vincent loathed acknowledging, even in passing. The ones that nearly got ahold of her too, had she not been taken into hero work.

“Nathaniel.”

Nathan looked back at her, still looking out the window. “Yes?”

“Your insistence on him being there… You knew there was substance to his fear, didn’t you?”

“…More than you would think.” There was something grim about the look in his eyes. She already knew it meant nothing good.

Sera held his gaze for a moment, then pocketed the port herself. She would have to look into this later. But for now…

She rubbed Nathaniel’s back a little, offering a small smile. “Tell me what you learned from these scans of yours.”

The wave of darkness lightened up a little, and he smiled back. “Well… It’s… I can’t say I know everything yet, but for one your arterial mapping is entirely different.”

Oh.

Oh no. She legitimately could not care less.

He was bursting at the seams to speak about it though. His eyes were twinkling about the wondrous joys of… Anatomical function…?

…Perhaps it would benefit from a tactical perspective…

“Arteries? Do tell.”

"See, when we were still getting to know each other, I patched you up under the assumption that you were an atypical or something of that nature-“ He starts, activating the hologram projector in the ceiling.

“Yes, you’ve said that.” She says, eyeing some of the scan results that come out.

...Hm. Maybe it was a little interesting.

Nathaniel smiles at something, and starts to gesture towards some of the stills. “But in truth-"

[lenaperseveranceoxton]

I've been less motivated to post here lately because I only seem to have negative things to say about the modern state of Overwatch. I know damn well how annoying that is. In the words of Chris Griffin: "Why are you so fucking negative all the time?"

Alas, Lena "Tracer" Oxton is my original character, and I will forever be upset about how the newer developers don't seem to understand them.

First, Black Cat Tracer still drives me up the wall because they would not wear that, but even in the matching spray and name card, they don't have any of their personality. Lena has always been more puppy-coded than kitty-coded, anyway. I get it, though. Let's appease the homophobic straight men who play this game-- and Tracer, in particular-- for a living because that's where the money's at.

Then, I played Overwatch Classic, and as much as it made me appreciate how far the game has come in the few matches where I played any other hero, it is undeniably a Tracer main's playground. Thus, I played fifteen matches of Tracer and Tracer only for the "Play 15 matches as an Offense hero in Overwatch Classic" challenge, but even in my first match, hearing the old Overwatch 1 voice lines was a breath of fresh air.

They used to sound so cool, calm, and collected. Still excited and enthusiastic, no doubt, but more gentle. The way I described it while ranting to my friends who don't play Overwatch is that Tracer's new lines mostly sound like hyperactive Marvel quips written by someone who only had an "incorrect quotes taken from Vines" grasp on their personality and completely Flanderized them in the process.

This is Overwatch 2 Tracer's writing to me:

Sure, they are a silly and clumsy character at heart, but way to overdo it! Also, I still think the person who wrote the "Caught you staring!" line should be flayed alive in front of their family.

Speaking of Overwatch 1 interactions, I also realized how similar many of Overwatch 2's are. I already ranted in a previous post about how Lena used to be angrier towards Talon members-- take going from "It wouldn't be a problem if you just disappeared forever" to "Whoopsie-daisy, I got locked out of my phone," for example. In the same post, I also ranted about how Lena's new interaction with Illari feels like a duplicate of the one with Ashe.

Now, imagine the disappointment I felt when I heard the interaction they used to have with Genji about their survivor's guilt over Mondatta while playing Overwatch Classic and went through Overwatch 2's interactions to confirm my suspicions that they never take a similar tone in the glorified update latter game. They talk about the Slipstream Incident with D.Va and Mercy in Overwatch 2's spawn room interactions, but both times, they only say "Teehee! I can't believe I got lost in time! My bad!"

I know these newer interactions tend to be written by interns in their early twenties, as said interns would always celebrate on Twitter whenever their work got added to the game. Still, as a fellow early-twenty-something-year-old, the drop in quality to hiring actual, experienced writers shows. The only time we get an idea of how Lena copes with their baffling amount of trauma is when Emily tells us, the audience, in the Story Missions that they often fixate on something for hours straight to distract themself.

Whatever, man. Every time Blizzard makes a joke out of Lena "Tracer" Oxton, I give them a new mental illness in my canon rewrite. There are always new ways to torture my homunculus.

[hashtagloveloses]

is nobody else uncomfortable from the barbenheimer jokes? regardless of the actual content or quality of the oppenheimer movie itself, the constant jokes being like "teehee haha silly barbie movie vs explosions bomb movie" seem insane to me - at least jokes coming from americans. our country dropped NUKES on people TWICE, and we may not have been alive when it happened, but it's not funny to joke about.

1) this is not the first or last time a fun pop culture movie has come out the same weekend as a serious historical biopic, so the jokes aren’t even original. but on top of that, they were DEFINITELY either boosted or planted by mattel's INSANELY well managed and extensive marketing campaign. this happens all the time, i know, i work in the industry.

2) the jokes got old in the first 2 weeks and especially when they hit mainstream news headlines.

3) it feels insensitive and offensive reducing the subject of the literal a-bomb to "it’s the dark explosions movie" and “movie for men when barbie for girls” and “barbie with mushroom cloud fanart”, when it's about literal fucking war crimes that not only harmed those the US bombed, but US citizens whose families are still affected by the radiation TO THIS DAY.

i know im gonna be called some sort of wokescold or whatever posting this and you're not a bad person for making jokes but i've felt uncomfortable with it the ENTIRE time and i just needed to voice it.

it’s also made enjoying barbie far less comfortable for me in general. i’m just trying to have a normal fun time talking about the well made existential girlhood film for adult women and instead i’m witnessing Jefferson Miku Binder 2.0 on the DAILY. learn some tact, guys.

[ambitions-of-an-eccedentesiast]

REMEMBER WHEN I MENTIONED DOODLES! yeah its time for those now

put bubble transcriptions in alt if its too blurry

some lore may have been changed and they do vary in quality due to a lot of the art being o l d

Authors note: the art is old and makes me wanna die but I wanna talk about lanyon and jekyll's relationship more considering I lover their arc and I never got to it. Lanyon and Jekyll were friends through college and this friendship eventually developed into something more. however when things got more sensual- lanyons internalized homophobia kicked in h a r d. so he told Jekyll that this cant continue anymore but they can still be friends...however the tension of that night layed heavy between the two and so they never really talked and quite frankly avoided each other. that is until grabriel. who befriended them both. was like "hey...these two have mutual interests. I'm sure they'd love to know each other" anddddddddddd hense the trio is born. Gabriel is the glue that holds it together we love him <3 to talk more on Hyde and lanyon: Hyde loves to tease and toy around with him leaving lanyon baffled at how he knows so much despite them being absolute strangers- and also confused because a lot of what Hyde says is told through metephors here and there because this bitch just lovesssss being all sneaky and mysterious and shit. eventually though he gets to the point where teasing isn't enough- he and Jekyll get into an argument about Jekyll and lanyons past relationship and so Hyde begins to be passive aggressive with lanyon until it breaks into a fight. Hyde taking lanyons blind eye why the blind eye when...not counting the hole- wouldn't really affect him too much? because Jekyll doesn't want to hurt him.and Hyde doesn't want to horribly scar him. they still love him it's just complicated. during the fight though is when Jekyll tries to take back control- leaving Hyde to begin to partially transform before he gets away lettinglanyon. accidently see bits and pieces of Jekyll in him. the eyes. a bit of hair color coming through- teehee. after that whole ordeal Hyde and lanyon talk it out. lanyon explains that he knows and Hyde explains what's going on.. and Hyde apologies for the outburst and lanyon promises to be better. and then the two while not perfect and certainly not off to a good start- begin to slowly get better together and it begins to reflect on lanyon and jekyll again as well..its sweet I love em guyssssssssssssssss if you have any questions about the lore or story feel free to drop them in the box considering its a wrap folks! but there's still a lore more I love and would love to yap about.

[6okuto]

NIA OMFG SO ABT THE DATING APP POST U MADE (replies could not handle the novel I am about to impose on you)

the way I am so in love with iwa but he’s the epitome of not my irl type 😭 gym bros and their bland responses to hinge prompts scare me and I feel that he would have the exact profile you were talking abt. his redeeming quality would be like. a dog.

SAME WITH ATSUMU AND IT PAINS ME. PHYSICALLY PAINS ME BC THAT IS MY HUSBAND.

Bokuto would be the exception to the gym bro thing bc he is also a himbo and it shows (in the best way possible) and no one can resist that.

half of hq would not be my type irl and the other half that would be?? I’d be too scared to try to match cause they’re. gorgeous??????? Hello???

HOWEVER Akashi’s profile would totally be like cafe date vibes, libraries and very just. CALMING AND NICE AND I’D DO THE SAME AS YOU. The only thing is I think his prompt responses (I’m on hinge so this is the only dating app format ik) wouldn’t really give you tooooo much to work with but it’s ok no one can be perfect.

I think kuroo’s would be like super bf material tho. Like the kind of profile that you’re certain gets a lot of interaction and makes you wonder if he’s even active on the app anymore LOL. also gives good responses, he’s just slightly dorky but it’s so endearing and it adds to the appeal of his profile.

I think suna’s would be super chill with like humorous undertones and I’d probably end up trying to match with him bc of that. he gives gooddddd responses that are genuinely fun and non repetitive. he’s also not dry if you end up matching.

yk what no I’m giving atsumu a chance here. his prompt responses are. interesting to say the least. dry. he comes across a bit cocky. but his pictures don’t if that makes sense??? like he comes off as a genuinely sweet guy in his photos and videos. maybe I’m just too soft for him and I’m projecting, this is embarrassing.

I wanna add something abt oikawa but I genuinely cannot think of anything other than his photos would be insanely aesthetic and pretty. responses need a bit of work and his opening lines come off a bit strong but. it’s okay. he’s perfect and can do no wrong imo 🤷🏻‍♀️

ANYWAY SORRY I JUST GOT EXCITED AND WANTED TO SHARE. YOU SHOULD TOTALLY DO THE SMAU, I WOULD EAT THAT UP!!!!!

HAIII REV!! EXACTLY. exactly. i'm sorry but not even a dog is enough for me i'm like Omg little dog and then don't match I'm sorry hajime.. Bokuto... my cutie pie naoooo 😭😭 i'd like to hope he'd answer the prompts cutely/in a funny way but i still wouldn't think we'd match well and skip him... BUT!!!! I think if they replied to one of my prompts i'd reply...?! < girl who Never Ever matches first Ever. like there's a photo where their smile looks very cutesie and i'm like Why not!

Akaashi. 🙂teehee. my favoritism i'm sorry everybody. he doesn't really have photos of himself so he has to ask friends for some and there's like one photo that's dimly lit where he's smiling with fluffy hair that would make my jaw drop and tears form in my eyes i'd want him so bad. one of his prompt answers would be like. a joke about how tired he is with all the work he has. something kind of basic But i love him so it's ok. for me specifically i mention my dislike for HTTYD 3 and i think he'd reply and be like wait you're so right can u explain more or something like that and I would Start Crying tears Of Joy PLEAASELEAASE PLEAPSAPPSLEPLEPA

omg kuroo. i understand. i actually first had the idea he looks kind of dorky (/affectionate) but he has a couple good photos and a meme and it's like Oh he's so real for that. also he's totaallyyy somebody who does an audio prompt 😭 it's something fawking stupid /Affectionate and i'd show my irls and we'd be like wait he's kinda cute while we laugh BJSHFBJSD there's also a group photo somewhere on there ! and maybe a video where you can hear him cackling! silly guy...

suna would have a stupid ass block text meme somewhere on his profile LOLLL there's a photo where he's in his room in the dark but i can also imagine he has one with good lighting outside that's one of the few he has... he Would be funny! he's all lowercase until u say something that gets him to laugh and he goes LMFAOOOOO WAIT and it's like Yes I got a good grade in Hinge. BFJSHBJSB

ATSUMU! totally has a pic where he's showing off his muscles or spiking But also wait he looks kind of cute and dorky in this other photo and also his prompt responses are funny this is crazy? I UNDERSTAND!!! maybe it could be like... he's not someone you'd swipe on initially but he sees Your profile and tries to switch it up to cater to you before replying to one of your prompts LOL. and maybe there's a pic of him helping samu make onigiri or just... something kind of domestic that makes u go oh alright he's nice?!

HMM OIKAWA.... also a volleyball pic somewhere. maybe with a medal or trophy of his LOL. but he can take good selfies Unfortunately smhhh /j so you're like aw fuck... i think i'd be like oh you're out of my league or Not my type but if that kind of guy replies to one of your prompts...Would you not be a little curious to see how that convo goes. he's good looking enough that he could just like people's first pic and move on but You're special and Funny and he's Curious okay!!!

THANK U!!! HTANKYEWWW I LOVE THINKING AND TALKING AND SHARING AND HEARING IDEAS IT'S SO FUNSIES NEVER APOLOGIZE 2 ME! i have So many smau series ideas bouncing around in my head i've never tried but if i ever do this one...U will b the first 2 know.

[aurumacadicus]

"You look pretty while you sleep. Prettier than you look when you're glaring at me. Yep, exactly like that." with Stony plz?

Teehee actually no this one is really mean >:3c

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"...lly missed you," Steve heard, distantly. He tried to remember where he was.

He'd had a job. He hadn't been happy about it. Why? Someone he hadn't wanted to see. He'd needed the job though. Had had to grit his teeth and bear it.

"You look pretty while you sleep."

Tony, he remembered suddenly. He hadn't seen him since they'd broken up. Hadn't wanted to see him. But Jim had asked him as a favor. Tony's used to threats, so he's not taking them seriously, Jim had said, voice solemn. But these threats, Steve... they're different.

"Prettier than you look when you're glaring at me."

Steve scowled, finally blinking his eyes open. "Tony."

"Yep, exactly like that," Tony sighed, and Steve swore he saw some regret on his face before his mask carefully fell into place, like shudders over a window. He pushed himself up off the bed, walking over to his suitcase instead.

Steve sat up. "Why did you let me sleep?"

"Because you were exhausted?" Tony answered, voice carefully blasé. "I know you always get tired after a plane ride, and then you had to follow me around that gala for five hours."

"My comfort is not more important than your safety," Steve barked, scowling at him. He fought the urge to get off the bed and shake him. It wouldn't help. It had never worked before, after all.

Tony sighed and rolled his eyes, finally plucking out his toiletry bag. "You're no good to me if you're suffering from sleep-deprivation."

Steve stood, managing to get to the bathroom door at the same time he did and slamming his hand against the doorway, blocking him from entering. "Jim said you weren't taking these threats seriously, but I can't believe just how bothered you aren't," he snapped, glaring at him. "Don't you care about your life at all?"

"Maybe I could finally get more than an hour's sleep if I died," Tony scoffed, grabbing his forearm to try and urge it out of his way.

"Shit like that is why we broke up, Tony," Steve snapped.

Tony finally dropped his mask, turning to glare back at him. "Yeah, because I'm a fuck-up! I know that already! And if Rhodey wasn't such a pain in my ass when he was trying to take care of me, you wouldn't have to be here to see my stupid face again! But for some reason he thinks I have redeeming qualities, so unfortunately here we both are!"

"Why is it so hard to believe that people actually like you?!" Steve exclaimed, exasperation creeping in past the anger.

Tony scoffed in disbelief, outraged. "You have a lot of audacity saying that to me, you know! You know firsthand exactly why people don't like me. I'm frustrating. I don't know how to change. I--"

"I broke up with you because I couldn't stand that you didn't care if you left me behind!" Steve shouted, throwing his hands up in frustration. "You don't take threats to your safety seriously, I--I asked you why you won't take threats seriously, and you shrugged, as if me being left behind without you didn't fucking matter!" He finally reached out, grabbed Tony's shoulders, and gave him the shake he'd been wanting to give him for over a decade. "I love you, Tony. I want you around for a long time. I want to grow old with you."

"No you don't," Tony choked out, trying to pull out of his grip. He did that sniff he always did when he was trying to swallow back his emotions, not wanting to show he was vulnerable. "You're young, you--you're not going to grow old with me, Steve, you're just going to get older and be stuck with some gross elderly--"

"You said the age gap didn't bother you," Steve began angrily.

"No one ever wanted to stay like you did," Tony said, or shouted, it felt loud but it also felt small, like he was trying to keep from falling apart and failing. "People got what they wanted and moved on, and you didn't, and I didn't know what to do, Steve, no one talked about--about marriage, and where we'd live for the majority of the year, and kids. Not with me as their husband. You always made fun of me for having starlets on my arm but none of them ever wanted to marry me, Steve."

Steve's grip loosened a little in shock. "You thought I was just like them. That I was around for a good time, not a long time."

"Pepper, Rhodey, and Happy must have told you what I'm like. Especially when they realized you were serious. Why did you stay as long as you did?" Tony asked quietly, sniffling.

"Because I fucking wanted those things, like I've never wanted anything else, Tony," Steve whispered, pulling him closer. "And I wanted them with you. I don't care that you're older than me or that I'll have to take care of you. Tony, don't you understand? Taking care of you has been the only thing I've ever wanted to do. It wouldn't stop just because you were old. It would have been a privilege to be the one you leaned on."

"I didn't know," Tony admitted, as if Steve couldn't tell, as if it wasn't suddenly completely obvious. "I'm not--not good at this even in the short term. I never would have understood."

Steve let his hands drift down, closer to Tony's elbows. Yeah, Tony hadn't really had a chance, had he? And neither had Steve. Too different. Too alike, in other ways, too.

"Did you mean it?" Steve asked quietly.

Tony blinked, brows furrowing together. "Did I mean what?"

"You said you missed me," Steve said. "Before telling me I was prettier in my sleep."

"Of course I missed you, Steve," Tony whispered, dropping his head. "I love you. I missed you as soon as you walked out the door. I never wanted--"

Steve tugged him in close, smashing their mouths together, because that was all he needed to hear.

[black-salt-cage]

Hey all. While I will still be allowing fans of the mandela catalogue to follow, for the time being it's being moved to the graylist. I have yet to decide if it will be moved to the blacklist or not. Yes, we certainly do take requests from media with problematic creators, this is becoming increasingly uncomfortable. and to be quite honest, I dropped the series quite some time ago because the quality tanked. So I have no real reason to keep it up other than as another option.

as said, it's undecided. but for now please do not request from this media, or anything else to do with alex kister. thank you

oh yes, with that said though I encourage anyone who continues to side with alex kister to unfollow. this isn't some shady "teehee I'm better than you" thing, it's just a matter of I will very openly talk shit about the series since beforehand his followers would eat you alive if you criticized it, and that will now include my opinions about him

[skyfcx]

     Was listening to What I'm Made Of from Sonic Heroes and that made me think about Super Tails. And despite my extreme penchant for talking about Chaos stuff, it's very rare that I talk about my thoughts on Super Tails! I think I've made a single in-character post about Tails talking about it way long in the infancy of this blog, so I thought it'd be a prime time to make a proper headcanon post about it.

     First of all, it is extremely rare that Tails gets to go super. Like, it has only happened once canonically. He's gone super alongside Sonic and Knuckles during the fight against Metal Overlord where every team of three had to come together to put an end to Neo Metal Sonic's growing power. (yes tails and knuckles went into their proper super forms, miss me with that weak ass super bubble trash).

     The infrequency of Tails' Super Form showing up isn't due to a lack of need, it's just really taxing on the kid. Due to his lack of sensitivity to Chaos Energy, it's quite a difficult thing to reach, and even harder to hold onto, leaving him feeling drained both physically and mentally after the fact. The only reason he transformed for this occasion was because it was absolutely required. Without all of Team Heroes (team sonic is a dumb and egotistical name and was canonically retconned in an idw sonic free comic book day story comic teehee) giving it their all, the fight surely would've been lost.

     Though, with the transformation, Tails' best qualities get turned up to one hundred. His intelligence grows into that of a supercomputer, giving him the ability to virtually predict the actions of those he's in combat against. He's out here literally doing the Jojo "Your next line is..." meme. Through the most minute tells, he can foresee the motions of his opponents before they've even processed what they're about to do next, allowing him to dodge and counterattack long before the enemy has even begun their action. He's ultra instinct dodging. grabs your face. the twelve-year-old is ultra instinct dodging.

     But speaking of attacking, what of his physical strength? A Super Form boosts the body, not just the mind. And, well... admittedly, his physical strength still leaves a lot to be desired. He's not going to be the person stopping a laser with his bare hands or swinging a sword a thousand times the size of himself. He is strengthened certainly, but it's his endurance that is heightened to its utmost limit.

     Chaos is power… Power enriched by the heart. Talls' overwhelming need to see the bad situation to its final conclusion is what gives him a titan's endurance. He may not be dishing out the most damage, but this fox will not fall. You can send him crashing through mountains, batter him against a cliff face, or attack him with an unending barrage of violence. Do what you will, he will not sink. And while Super Forms naturally grant invincibility, Tails' form has the capability of lasting far longer due to this indomitable trait.

     Imagine, if you will, the in-game ring counter. Once it reaches 1, it simply stays there, refusing to drop to zero. So long as his friends are up and fighting, he will be by their side doing everything in his power to assist them. Before, without this power, he was but a glass cannon. The chance to be the stark opposite is the opportunity his Super Form provides.

     Finally, to make up for his less-than-amazing attack strength, the consistency of Tails often needing help to do his best work remains true, even in this state. As yes, the Super Flickies he has around him in Sonic 3 & Knuckles are also here to help! With his expansive mind, he gains the ability to speak any and all languages in this state. He uses this to call upon flying creatures and imbue them with the smallest bit of his own energy so that they can attack alongside him. He's still not going to be hitting as hard as Sonic, Knuckles, Shadow, Silver, or... anyone who can transform... but something is better than nothing!

     At the end of the transformation, Tails will find himself overwhelmingly tired and with a splitting migraine. The capability to hold so much more space in his mind disperses, but the thoughts themselves do not. At least, not immediately. He's often out of commission the very second the form ends, which is why it's so hard to knock him out of said form. Though sapping the Chaos Energy from him à la Eggman to Super Sonic at the beginning of Sonic Unleashed would still work...

[crowtrobotx]

Today is Chrysalis's one year anniversary. It's also Lottie's canon birthday! (Yes, I did this on purpose - her birthday was chosen long before I got the balls to post the fic lol.) I am feeling some type of way about it. On the one hand I was hoping I'd be further along, and lately I've been honestly feeling a bit saddened watching commenters/readers drop off bit by bit. I am trying to remind myself it's more than likely just people losing interest in RE8 itself and not a reflection on me or my writing quality, but man it's weird sometimes. Especially given how popular Check Engine was, it's hard not to take it personally! I know it's got the double whammy of OC fic and child fic and for some people that's just intolerable but I don't think I'm wrong for feeling that way and I won't apologize for it! On the other, and more overwhelmingly, I am so proud of myself. I work full time. I volunteer. I am going to school. I have many non-fandom related hobbies I keep up with. Friends. Family. An insane dog. To have written as much as I have is really cool! And crazy! And something I was terrified to do for YEARS, well before the game gave me the inspiration to actually go through with it! I spent the first part of my life unapologetically being a weird little girl, and then when I grew up and went to college and got a big people job I tried to play a part, an acceptable "role" that I thought I had to fulfill in order to meet some nebulous definition of success. Slowly but surely over the last four years I've been reconnecting with the person I tried to smother, and it's been amazing, incredible and just.... I dunno. It's weird when things go so right for me.

Anyway. This story represents a whole lot more to me than just "teehee put the blorbo in situations." I mean, it's partly that lbr, but it's also a gift to myself. It's a way to soothe a lot of agonies I've carried, a way to laugh. I'm going to keep gifting it to myself until it's done, whether I'm the only one around still reading it or not.

[titaniasfairy]

dilf!price who’s kid you babysit for. you can’t help but get jealous when he finally goes on a date!

this isn’t finished and if y’all want it i’ll finish it (with smut teehee)

cw: femreader!

price was a sad man with a sad life. he’d never admit it, but it was the truth. a 40-something retired military man fresh out of a nasty divorce. he’d gotten his son, jj (john junior), and the house she left him in, along with the bad memories of screaming fights in nearly every room in the house but he didn’t really have anything else.

sure every friday night his old army buddies that were still active would invite him out for drinks at a dingy pub, but that wasn’t really a social life was it? when they were deployed he was out of luck talking to anyone.

except for you. his young and bright babysitter who still had hope. you’re a cute little student who attends the local university that finds some extra money watching his little tot.

you were funny, sweet, kind; all the qualities anyone would admire in a girl. it seems like babysitting jj was more of a fun opportunity than a job for you, and price adored you for it.

you didn’t complain about payment, or cancelling last minute, you didn’t even mind staying the night for certain days. price thinks you’re more of a mother to his son than his ex-wife ever could be.

he couldn’t help but stare at your ass or look down your shirt at times, you were just so attractive! it’s just instinct to find his child’s mother-figure adorable when you play with him or cuddle him to sleep. price even gets jealous of his own kid sometimes.

it had been about a year, and his buddies were nagging him about not have a lass on his hip by now. eventually a certain scottish someone set him up with a lady about john’s age, with some boring full time job. she was remotely attractive and price didn’t want to turn down the offer, so they set up a date.

7:30 saturday night, he’d told you. of course you dropped everything to be at his doorstep like the wonderful babysitter you are. you sat on his leather couch with jj in your lap, playing some kind of game on your phone.

price comes in trying to tie a tie, obviously struggling. god he looked so attractive in dress clothes, didn’t he? you weren’t used to the burly man wearing such sophisticated clothes. embarrassingly, it sent butterflies to your core. after about 5 seconds of price fumbling over his own fingers, you offered help.

“need some assistance there?” you smiled while playing with jj. john didn’t notice how ridiculous he looked until you said something. he cleared his throat before speaking.

“yeah, hadn’t done this in awhile.” you placed jj off your lap and gave him your phone to play with. “let me help you” you stood in front of him, tying his tie with a focused look on your face. he always thought you looked cute while you were working on something.

john tried, he really tried to not look right down your cleavage but it was right there. how could he resist it? you finished up and went to the refrigerator to grab a drink.

“so hot date tonight, eh?” you chuckled while you cracked open a soda. price let out a laugh, you’re so funny to him.

“is that what it is?” he grabs his sports coat and his keys while he talks. “i don’t look ridiculous right? i haven’t been on a date in awhile.” you think his nervousness is cute despite how handsome he looks.

“i think you look quite handsome mr. price.” the way you always address him so formally makes his cock twitch in his dress pants.

“for the millionth time sweetheart, you can just call me john. but thank you, i gotta look nice re-entering the dating scene.” he checks his beard in a nearby mirror.

“they don’t know what they’ve been missing.” you smile at your cheesy comment while sipping on your drink.

“well i’ll be back eventually, it depends on how it goes. i promise not to bring some random lady in the house later tonight.” he makes sure he has everything, his keys, his wallet.

“well good luck, im rooting for you- kind of.” if you’re being honest, you don’t want any woman near this man. in your mind he belongs to you.

“kind of? what’s that mean?” he leans into the conversation- what could you possibly mean?

you move over to jj and pick him up “kind of as in, i don’t someone taking my job. i’m attached to the little guy what can i say?”

john chuckles and bends down to talk to his son. “daddy will be back soon bud- i promise. gimme some” price holds out his fist for a fistbump with jj. after he gets it, he ruffles his hair and gives him a kiss on the head. meanwhile, you can’t stop thinking about price calling himself ‘daddy’

“don’t set the house on fire okay?” he gives you that toothy grin you’re so used to.

“i promise, john.”

[yourlocalartsonist]

Heyooo just another update

Hey yall :D I just felt like letting yall know I’m not dead, I’m still working on chapter 9 but like oh well. I don’t think I’ll be able to finish it by this month sadly but I’m getting closer every day. Currently I think it’s getting near 12K words? I know I passed 11K for sure

Uhhhhh nothing else to really say, just wanted to drop by and say hi ;w; The chapter quality is great, I’m really excited to have this one be viewed by the team. Also I’ll prolly post some art again starting tomorrow if my dumbass remembers to cuz it’s been stacking up again-

So yea teehee I hope y’all are enjoying your day/night/whatever <3 I will see everyone hopefully soon✨✨✨✨

[sol-starr]

Introducing: Jupiter

(Archived from @sol-nebula. Also I think some of the quality bit the dust on this reupload. RIP)

hey guys how is your night going mine is going okay- OH NO *drops fanbot art*

Meet Jupiter :) Look under the cut for more info and art I’ve been working on (hopefully I do this cut thing right lol)

Beholdeth. My fanbot. Jupiter. :) Jupiter uses they/them pronouns, and their instrument of choice is the theremin! It adds a nice ambient sound to songs. Jupiter was created a few months before the weekend war, they were one of the bots made in preparation for the war. However, Peter Walter I always did hope that after the war his bots could live a peaceful life pursing music… and after all the other wars SPG canonically served in, Jupiter was finally able to pick up the theremin. They had played around with it before, but their time with it was cut short due to the need to go to war. (this picture was drawn using a reference that was a real person so it looks a little funky)

These are Peter Walter I’s first sketches of Jupiter teehee (this is actually the first digital drawings of Jupiter I did. I took my sketches I made in class and brought them to digital. I thought it would be cool to make them look like they’re on some old paper PW1 drew on) You can see they have multicolored eyes & some neat goggles. They also wear gloves because their hands got a little messed up in the weekend war. Peter repaired them to the best of his ability. Their wig of choice is long blue with a ponytail. That red shirt they’re wearing is actually a vest, they wear a white button up undershirt that you can’t see due to their long coat.

Here is Jupiter doing one of their favorite things - reading while a thunderstorm goes on outside in Library 22 of the Walter manor. (I totally didn’t make it library 22 to commemorate that I made Jupiter in the year 2022 hahaha)

Bonus - a drawing I did in one of my classes while we were talking about Pokémon of Jupiter feeding a Piplub. Because Piplub is my favorite starter 💙

Feel free to ask me questions about Jupiter or what not. To be quite honest, I feel like as if I’m still forming some aspects of Jupiter’s personality and backstory myself, so maybe some questions can help me figure out what I want to do lol

[leafysharky]

vent post again. sorry giys! but it came with a scribble as per usual huehue

SRSLY WHY IS THIS SO BLURRY and why are my scribble’s quality dropping… smh!!!

rawr!!!! anyway did this in literally like thrirty seconds but idk if anyone will actually see so whatevs teehee! gona.

genuine kinda vent below! (cringe) like trigger warning for stufffshhebdhs! just ignore me im silly :p

srsly!!! this is cringe giys!!! don’t read it!!!! tw!!!!!

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living is really hard right now meow!!! i mean it’s been like this for what like five?? six??? years????? but ever day im closer and closerrr and clooooseerrrr to attempting again. i wish i was normal??? and like productive and worth something!! like i wana be useful but i always ruin everything??? always!!! and now im back 2 venting in the internet as if it’s gona help me!! i am actually just an attention loving maniac who just feels sorry for themself all the time. ugh. whatever that’s what im gonna do bc im an idiot and im not trying to change right now. i wish i was happy but i’ve been like this for so long ??? ik gheres others who feel the same. like im not special!! i wanna be tho ! lolz!! OMG STOPP U CRINGELORD NEVER SPEAK AGAIN 💀💀💀💀💀