#something about being too soft?

[ephemeral-winter]

folks if you are a woman with a large bust and off the rack blazers with slacks are simply Not It for you, what are you wearing to signify serious businesswoman girlboss in professional situations? I think a structured dress with or without sleeves and/or a cardigan is fine but my mother and grandmother (out of some kind of feminist concern?) keep telling me that this look is not “Serious Enough”

[olldolldraws]

there’s just something about krbk parenting

Bonus (ft. godfather/uncle deku and shouto):

[crystallizsch]

uh hi. meet jas(mine)???

[gods-perfect-idiots]

❤️💛

[sysig]

An eye for a life, unquestionably worth it (Patreon)

[roots-symphony]

do you think the reason agatha’s trial felt weird is because she was the only one who did not actually buy into the mythos of the road since she knew the truth? like that was why no perspective change and all the other reasons why people thought it was a fake trial

[triglycercule]

hhhhidea...,,,, CUTE idea (kinda?) dust reading to phantom papyrus during night to lull him to sleep,,,, but really its just a way for him to pretend that everythings not really that shit (as if phantom paps isn't just dust's denial incarnate) and to help him NOT wake up because of a nightmare again or something

(and just because i can't resist now im imagining this with mtt. not that dust stopped reading to paps in place of killer and horror (because he wouldnt he simply wouldn't) but now the two join them for storytime. horror knocks out pretty damn fast and eventually dust falls asleep too after he makes sure that paps is satisfied with the amount he read and then killer's just left to sit there. maybe he tries to fall asleep maybe he doesn't,,,, maybe he picks up the book and continues reading but EITHERWAY,,,,,, this scene in my head so 💥💥💥😇😇😇)

[aha-chuu]

Sorta interesting thing I noticed while reading Kavetham / haiveh fanfiction is that the most popular fanon seems to be that Kaveh is into make-up and has a whole beauty/skincare routine, but -

If you look at their faces, Al Haitham is the one obviously wearing make up? Like he has his peachy eye shadow situation and the same liner Kaveh has. Kaveh does have more pronounced eyelashes (mascara maybe?) but Al Haitham is definitely also wearing some make up, if not more make up.

I sorta like the idea that Kaveh, distractible architect extraordinaire, has the same insomnia I do and so doesn't get out of bed until the last minute before leaving. So he actually never plans time to do complex make up, if any at all, and his hair is stuck with a million clips and no sense of cohesion. His shirt is half unbuttoned cos he literally walked out of the door still pulling it on.

In contrast, Al Haitham has his life (and morning routine) in order, so he has time for a splash of eye shadow in the morning. He's very efficient and bare-bones about it, just a couple of products to look a little more presentable, but it's there. And ofc looking good is important when you're so recognisable.

[vaugarde]

okay so as a gen 5 stan who does adore the story in bw and bw2, and now that gen 5 has experienced both a vicious hatedom that wouldnt hear a single positive thing about the games, and now a super protective fandom that insists they were perfect and had zero flaws... can we admit now that the bw1 story at least was. a little mid.

[sailing-ever-west]

it's not really what happens in canon as far as I can tell but I'm rotating the idea that when Chopper joins the crew and starts desperately people-pleasing and allowing himself to suffer thinking that's what it takes to be accepted and loved, something in Sanji goes "O h ." and he starts making an effort to show Chopper very clearly that the love from this crew is not conditional. and maybe a little bit (a lot), he's saying it all to make himself believe it, too.

[agalychnisspranneusroseus]

Thank god Sasha was confirmed bisexual, otherwise people would hc her as lesbian solely and exclusively because she's kind of a bitch.

[deathfavor]

@yeonban said: “I’ve got you” OK BUT... Soma and Seiroku ❤️🤧

send "I've got you" to help my muse wash blood off their body

Dull eyes stare at the water in the basin, clear water turning cloudy and polluted with the blood that Seiroku wipes away. It's easier to clean as much of it off here as he can before the bath. And he hasn't felt this disgusting in a long time, stomach turning while his eyes close for a moment to just breathe.

He's doing the right thing. He's doing what he wants to do ; unweaving the golden strings he'd woven into the members of the Date clan before. It had been a brilliant plan when VENGEANCE had been the only desire consuming Seiroku's mind. When he'd only craved blood in his mouth. Having his healing strings woven into anyone injured meant he could decimate the clan in one move in the future. A brilliant, bloody slaughter that would be like the best bite of food in the world. Now? Now it only feels appalling. So he works carefully ; removing his golden strings when they return with new injuries, setting their realities CORRECT as he ensures they heal properly.

Seiroku moves away from the basin and towards the waiting private tub. But his mind is still focused on the work he's been pouring his efforts into along side his usual work. taking on extra hours much to some of the medical staff's concern. A new thought had dawned - he wonders if he SHOULD be doing this. But for a very different reason now. The reverse side of the coin is that with his strings in place, most of the Date members are UNLIKELY TO DIE. His strings will make them easier to fix and harder to kill to begin with.

He climbs into the tub and winces at the sting of the water. It's hot but it also feels like exactly what he needs. He should give them a choice, right? If they learned of what his strings can do? The people should choose.

A violent, piercing memory reawakens with vivid colors and intensity ; he feels physically SICK at the memory. Of him being used to create an immortal army, of being denied sweet Death to keep his former clan alive. the mockery and degrading and insults and - Seiroku clutches onto the side of the tub fiercely and it feels like he forgets how to breathe. SOMA WOULDN'T DO THAT. Soma would probably kill anyone who dared to try to force him to. But Seiroku struggles to breathe all the same, hunched over and trembling and he shoves the memories back and feels a pulse deep in the black crystal in his chest. He -

A hand touches his shoulder and Seiroku flinches away, startled at the act. But it's only Soma. Of course it is. Seiroku should have heard him, but he'd been too lost in his own thoughts, dragged down and drowning in black tar of despair and suffering. He relaxes his shoulders and offers a worn-out smile to Soma. At least he can play it off as overworking himself again. A HABIT THEY'RE BOTH GUILTY OF. Even if only Seiroku gets the privilege of truly seeing its effects.

" Sorry, I didn't hear you. I'm okay. I just got in when the water was still a bit too hot and made me feel a bit lightheaded. " Seiroku murmurs. It feels impossible to focus on his limbs with the storm in his head. But he tries, tries to wash away at the blood. And then - I've got you. Soma's voice offers him peace like nothing else in this world does. Not even the oceans or rivers can soothe his soul the way Soma's presence alone does. What is forced relaxation at first turns genuine as he feels Soma settle beside the tub, feels how Soma helps wash away some of the blood that Seiroku missed or hadn't noticed. It helps him focus: not on the trauma of the past, but on the pleasantness of the present. How Soma's strong hands are gentle when they let his hair free from his usual ponytail style, how careful he is with the cloth. And Seiroku WOULD feel bad and guilty for Soma doing this if it wasn't for the fact he's certain the red bushi likes getting the chance to take care of him.

After a moment, Seiroku sinks back so his back rests against the edge of the tub, his head falling back against Soma's shoulder and chest. " Chima tattled on me to you, didn't she? " He asks, voice tired but amused. That girl was too smart for her own good ; she'd figured out Seiroku and Soma's interests long before anyone else. Still, a blossom of pride continued to flower in Seiroku's chest as he thought about how much promise she held - how SHE could have the life he never had as a bushi. Although she also wasn't afraid to mention to Soma or Seiroku if there was something amiss with the other. or help for surprises, a true romantic at heart that girl.

Seiroku smiles at the thought as he cranes his head a bit further back to look at Soma, his left hand raising to gently trace Soma's jawline. If Soma wanted to take care of him..Seiroku could allow him that rare pleasure. He wouldn't protest. Instead he simply tugs the other down for a moment to kiss his fiancé's lips sweetly and lets go with a soft whisper of " Thank you. "

[juustozzi]

oop finally got to play the beta story update, gonna ramble in tags (will have spoilers)

[undefeatablesin]

Brings me immense joy to see the Classicvania renaissance happening lately. So much fresh love for the old games, their stories and characters pouring in and despite having moved on to the Souls fandoms myself, I just want to say how glad I am that more people are seeing the beauty of the classic CV games at last ✨️

[sskk-manifesto]

And so the big sskk shortage begins (no sskk for the next 15 episodes) (and the sskk episode coming after kind of sucks)

[daincrediblegg]