#still def freaking out about this

[daydreamalley]

I’m gonna cry, because even if what Dazai was about to say to Chuuya is that they were INDELIBLY FATED to die together Dazai has always specified he DOES NOT WANT TO DIE WITH CHUUYA. In Storm Bringer, he genuinely gets more motivated to stop Verlaine because Mori points out that if Dazai and Chuuya both die in the same horrible disaster that’s about to ensue that’s almost like dying WITH Chuuya, and Dazai doesn’t want that. He’s made it clear, though mostly jokingly, that while he wants to have a double suicide, he’d never want it with Chuuya. He made a joke IN CH.109 about how it sucks cuz Chuuya is the one killing him. I feel like it’s been implied throughout that Dazai doesn’t want to die with Chuuya, but what if all along Dazai has always expected they were destined to die together, equals in every way till the end, partners till the very last moment, and even entering death together as Double Black. LIKE SERIOUSLY,  what if Dazai expects to die with Chuuya by his side. Do you realize the implications of this?! A man who’s been trying to commit suicide for so long, who said Chuuya convinced him to live, who he has explicitly stated he does not want to die with, and yet could think this.

So much of 109 makes me need to go lie down.

Like I always assumed that maybe one of the reasons Dazai didn’t want Chuuya to die with him is because some part of him wanted Chuuya to live anyway. 

And we all know Dazai generally has his little plans and predictions for the future, and like, why would he think his fate is to die with Chuuya?! Like, fucking hello?! The implications of this. I just… Don’t mind me, Imma go scream for a while. 

Like, I know this could be just Dazai spouting bullshit, and who knows if this will ever go anywhere and we figure out what he said, but I don’t even care if it’s just baiting us, because this is simultaneously giving me life and killing me dead.

Alternatively, what if they were destined to live?! Unlikely with Dazai’s propensity for suicide, but like, imagine. Them both living. Meant to be together in some way.

Save the world? Destined to save the world?!!! What was he gonna say!? I imagine even vampire Chuuya was like “nah, I don’t feel like hearing this, cuz Dazai’s usually right, so what if I just fake shoot him to shut him up?” 

It’s just the fact that Dazai still thinks they’re destined for something *together* and has all these years (unless this is a fake out which is honestly the thing I’m most worried about. I don’t think Dazai’s dead, but that this was bullshit worries me.) Despite leaving, he still thinks their fates are intrinsic to each other (entwined), still calls Chuuya partner, and like, they have unbreakable trust, don’t give me this shit of vampirism ruining that trust.

[wikoymi]

stiff ahh pose but crazy how its taken me Seven Months to draw a nagito that looks even somewhat remotely close to how he looks in my head. Big day

[pepperpixel]

A pic of my human whirl design and holomatter avatar whirl hanging out together! Cuz I thought that’d be cute! And I was right… it is!

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[elliesbelle]

alright. y’all just might get chapter 12 of ncty tomorrow.

[aroaessidhe]

2024 reads / storygraph

Exit Plans for Teenage Freaks

YA contemporary + a little sff

follows a boy who suddenly finds himself able to teleport when he walks through doors, often against his will

and has to figure that out while dealing with a new crush, the end of high school and the queer club, and figuring out whether he definitely wants to train to be an ASL interpreter like his father

[wildflowercryptid]

a random thought that i've been pondering : do grimoire & sally keep any form of self defense on their person or are they just rawdogging these investigations with nothing to protect themselves with if worse comes to worst?

[suspiciouslackofclowns]

I know that a key part of Billy’s character is his love and fond memories of the ocean/beach, but I’m just so so scared of everything in there

Like I’m from the southern New Mexico, right? No water out here except for lakes and rivers, which I’m also wary of but that’s another thing altogether

As someone who has visited beaches before, I hate like 90% of it

And it occurred to me that this is the precise reason that I have trouble including Billy’s love for the ocean in my fics, because I don’t relate to that at all

But it’s also made me realize that maybe I can include Steve or Eddie being freaked out by seaweed touching them or beach fleas caving their sand castles in, and maybe Billy laughing because he can’t get either of them to wade out into the deeper waters

Eddie being freaked out about sharks the whole time no matter how many times Billy explains to him that people aren’t a natural food source for them

Steve freaking out because he can’t see under the surface of the water

“You can’t see through lake water either.”

“Yeah, but back home there’s only catfish and trout and—“

Maybe he steps on a crab or something and screams, and starts climbing on Billy just to get out of the water

For Billy, the beach is a safe space, it’s freedom

But for his land-dwelling partners, it’s a nightmare. At first, at least, because he’s going to condition them to like it

[demonsfate]

thinking about how it's canon on this blog that jin came damn near close to killing himself after being defeated by hwoa in the 5th tournament. how jin really thought that failing the tournament meant his "time was up". jin specifically went back home to kill himself, but by the time he grabbed a knife, it was too late - devil took over completely and thus initiated the war.

[tyrannuspitch]

relatedly. i've seen a few fics that one way or another feature odin essentially. getting angry with loki for being queer. and for reasons mentioned above i just cannot buy it sdkjfsk. like. is odin a homophobe? absolutely. does odin want loki to be or act straight? um. NO

[brawlqueen]

attempt was made ! all replies will be queued and i think anything holiday related won't expire for me unless you don't want the ask answered. like last month ! they'll just go under the 'seasonal / holiday' title on my asks because the brain fog is real / life amping up so ! also i think mi.zuki is the most smug santa .

also this was last year but still . love reindeer mi.zuki and san.ta a.iba. in my post-canon verse (which is divergent) they're still partners but shared also with d.ate obviously ! i think people should give them a chance since a.iba is a very very solid support system for mi.zuki and mi.zuki keeps aiba amused and can keep up with her in her own way, it's one of the few good things i liked about a.ini. oh well sometime i'll talk about how important a.iba is to her ! plus, the unlimited psyncs are hilarious and show their bond and they bounce off each other's wit and chaotic natures honestly. or rather they bring out the chaos in each other. different bonds but no less important imho ! but yeah i'll post this again later uh...closer to the holidays i guess ?

[scrambled-eggsed]

wikipedia should send someone to your house to slap you whenever you decide to look up Symptoms and Conditions

[stonesandswords]

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[a-little-monotonous]

the horus battle music makes me go insane

[goldfades]

pregnancy scares with luke hughes🤞🤞🤞 he would def be freaking out but it ends up being nothing!!!

you’re pretty sure luke hasn’t sat down for more than five seconds in the last hour. he’s pacing the length of the living room, one hand in his hair, the other holding his phone like he’s waiting for some kind of emergency alert to come through. it would almost be funny if you weren’t equally as on edge.

the unopened pregnancy test sits on the counter where you left it, staring at you like it knows you’re avoiding it. you don’t even have the energy to glare back at it—your nerves are too frayed. instead, you watch luke from your spot on the couch, clutching a throw pillow to your chest like it’s some kind of lifeline.

“what if it’s positive?” he blurts out suddenly, stopping in his tracks to look at you, his blue eyes wide with panic. “like… what do we even do? do we call someone? your mom? my mom? oh god, my mom.”

“luke,” you say, trying to keep your voice calm even though your heart is pounding like a drum. “we don’t even know yet. let’s not jump to conclusions.”

he stares at you for a moment, then runs a hand down his face. “right. yeah. no conclusions. totally chill over here.”

you raise an eyebrow at him, and he lets out a nervous laugh, sinking down onto the arm of the couch. it doesn’t last long—he’s back on his feet within seconds, muttering something about how his brain feels like it’s short-circuiting.

“okay, but seriously,” he says, turning back to you, his hands flailing slightly in that way they do when he’s overwhelmed. “what if it’s real? like, what if we’re—what if you’re—”

“pregnant?” you finish for him, your voice quieter this time. the word hangs in the air between you, heavy and uncertain.

he nods, his expression softening as he looks at you. “yeah. that.”

you take a deep breath, trying to steady yourself. “then we figure it out. together.”

“together,” he repeats, like he’s testing the word out. he nods again, a little firmer this time, and for a second, it almost looks like he’s calming down.

and then he notices the test on the counter. “okay, no, i can’t do this anymore,” he says, running a hand through his hair again. “you have to take it. right now. i’m dying over here.”

“you’re dying?” you ask, a hint of exasperation creeping into your tone. “i’m the one who might be pregnant, luke.”

“exactly!” he says, throwing his arms out dramatically. “which is why we need to know, like, immediately.”

you roll your eyes but head toward the bathroom anyway, grabbing the test as you go. “you’re not allowed to say a word until i’m done,” you warn, and luke holds his hands up in mock surrender.

“not a word,” he promises, but the second the door closes behind you, you hear him mutter to himself, “a baby, though… that’d be kinda wild.”

you groan, trying to block him out as you do what the test requires, but by the time you’re done and waiting for the results, you can hear him outside the door, talking to himself at full speed.

“like, obviously, i’d teach them how to skate,” he says, his voice muffled but clear enough to make you laugh quietly to yourself. “they’d have to start early—i mean, that’s the key, right? i was skating at, what, three? two? can kids even walk at two?”

you open the door and lean against the frame, test still in your hand, watching as he paces the living room like he’s coaching his imaginary future kid through a big game. he doesn’t notice you right away, too caught up in his rambling.

“and names,” he continues, gesturing animatedly. “if it’s a boy, we could name him something strong, like—i don’t know, jack junior or something. no, wait, that’s awful. maybe something cool like—like hunter! or brody! oh my god, i’d totally have a brody.”

you clear your throat, and luke freezes mid-gesture, spinning to look at you like a kid caught stealing cookies. “uh, hi,” he says, sheepishly scratching the back of his neck. “how’d it go?”

“it’s still processing,” you say, holding up the test. “but, uh, sounds like you’ve been busy.”

his cheeks flush a deep red, but he grins, unabashed. “okay, but hear me out—if it’s a girl, we name her something badass. like, she could totally pull off a name like harper. or sutton. sutton hughes. tell me that doesn’t sound like a star.”

you can’t help but laugh, shaking your head at him. “you’re already planning their whole life, and we don’t even know if there’s a them yet.”

“well, yeah,” he says, plopping down on the couch with a dramatic sigh. “i mean, it’s kinda fun to think about, you know? like, little hockey practices, bringing them to the rink, teaching them how to chirp jack in the most creative way possible…”

you sit beside him, the test now lying face down on the coffee table, its results still unknown. “you’d be a good dad,” you say softly, watching as his grin softens into something a little more genuine.

“you think so?” he asks, glancing at you out of the corner of his eye.

“yeah,” you reply. “a chaotic one, maybe. but a good one.”

before he can respond, the timer on your phone goes off, signaling the test is ready. both of you freeze, the moment suddenly much heavier than the lighthearted banter that preceded it.

“you wanna look, or should i?” you ask, your voice barely above a whisper.

luke swallows hard, then gestures toward you. “you. i’ll just—” he flops back dramatically against the couch cushions. “—be over here, dying inside.”

with a nervous laugh, you reach for the test, flipping it over. your eyes scan the result, and your shoulders sag with relief. “negative,” you say, holding it up for him to see.

luke lets out the loudest, most exaggerated exhale you’ve ever heard, his head falling back against the couch. “oh, thank god,” he says, a hand over his heart like he just avoided a near-death experience.

you laugh, watching as he sits up, still a little wide-eyed. “i thought you were ready to start a hockey dynasty,” you tease, nudging him with your shoulder.

“oh, don’t get me wrong,” he says with a grin. “i’m glad it’s not happening now, but, like… someday? sutton hughes is definitely gonna rule the world.”

you roll your eyes, laughing as he throws an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close. “you’re impossible,” you mutter, but there’s no real bite to it.

“and you love me for it,” he quips, pressing a kiss to your temple.

you don’t reply, but the smile on your face says enough.

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[svtswhorehouse]

DATING VERNON INCLUDES…. — sfw

• lots and lots of movie dates.

• you’re definitely really close to his sister.

• he sends the most random “this made me think of you” texts.

• he kinda freaks you out with the way he sleeps cause why is he so still and why does he fall asleep on his back.

• he actually gets flustered so easily, pls don’t flirt with him unless you want him to look like a tomato.

• he shares the most randomest and unnecessary facts, but you always act so interested.

• you two make eachother playlists all the time.

• you constantly mock his chair squeaking laugh which makes him laugh even harder.

• he def calls you bro or dude (but with love.)

• he’s always following your lead because he’s genuinely so chill and as long as he’s with you it’s a good time. oh you wanna eat there? okay. you wanna watch that movie? sure. you wanna go swimming at 2am? hell yeah.

• he HATES when you speak negatively about yourself and will spend hours trying to make you see yourself how he sees you.

• this man is ALWAYS staring over your shoulder when you’re eating and waiting for you to finish. he knows you so well and is right when you leave so much food left over cause you’re too full.

• late night deep conversations are something that happens often between y'all.

• he's the type of boyfriend that would help you up after you fall before immediately breaking out into laughter.

• he thinks of the most creative couples costumes for halloween.

• he ALWAYS walks you to your door and makes sure you get inside safely.

• you def have the iconic vernon phone case.

• you two have an ongoing competition on who can take the ugliest photos of each other ???? don't ask why.

• he literally does not get jealous.....at all. even if you were intentionally trying to, he would be completely oblivious.

• lots and lots of kisses to show affection, but he also fist bumps you a lot too.

• he never tells you no. you could seriously ask him if he would buy you a spaceship and live on mars and he would agree.

• you picked up his habit of making weird faces whenever someone does something questionable or just in general.

• y’all have a cute lil handshake you two made before even dating.

• he’s the type to purposely take you on a ferris wheel so he can kiss you at the top.