#sunday rambles

[sharkiethrts]

lowkey think that sunday is a destruction type character with the emphasis he places on destruction when he talks with aventurine "Do you truly wish to bring about the destruction of this world?"

i place my bets on that once sunday is free from the Order’s shackles, he’s gonna be a MESS 🫶

[wormboysunday]

very excited about the recent pokemon news

[sad-scarred-sassy]

I was thinking that if Elain never gives Lucien a chance (as some people want it to go) then the narrative is basically punishing the mate who was honest and open with her from moment 0.

Because we all know that Elain’s issue has nothing to do with Lucien personally, her issue is that she doesn’t want a mate. This rejection would have gone differently if Lucien had kept it a secret from her like Rhys did with Feyre, but it wouldn’t have been fair to Elain, she would have fallen in love with him and realized he was her mate and he never told her, something she explicitly said she didn’t want.

So yes, if that’s how it goes then it would be punishing Lucien for having done the right thing (and continuing to do the right thing).

[sundayclub]

Can i just be fully open with you guys?

The reception I've had from this side of tumblr has been.. genuinely some of the nicest I've experienced in a long time. I'm from a fairly busy large fandom mainly, but it's very cliquey and content goes nowhere if you aren't involved with one or more of the popular blogs.

Waking up every morning to new comments on my art is??? So fucking healing.

Thank you guys so much for making me feel welcome <3

A wilson for your time, thank you <3

[resting-distressed-face]

Pookies, wake up. It's Beyond Beyond Beyond release day.

[applysome]

I have four favourite artists now that I properly discovered exactly when I needed them the most at different times in my life and I’m so grateful.

I don’t believe in destiny but I think there was some reason I didn’t find the artists earlier in life, so I could find them when I really needed their music.

do u ever think about how happy your favorite band makes you and how much worse you’d be without them and you’re so glad you heard the song you did at the time you did

[sarushka-01]

a thought. everyone agrees that sunday’s wings express his emotions more than he’d want to, just like tails of animals (or dragons… staring at dan heng il)

so imagine, sunday boarding the astral express, to see the universe in a new light, to have a fresh perspective on things, to try and change the way he views himself. he lets himself loose a little, his body less stiff as he lets his guard down around the crew (that is, including you). he doesn’t try to smile all the time, doesn’t try to control his body as much as he did in the past, his halo glowing more or less depending on his mood and his wings… twitching from time to time. as the head of the oak family, he had to be composed at all times and never let his facade slip. but now, as just another traveler wondering through the cosmos, he’s free of all the responsibilities. as he grew accustomed to this new life the astral express has offered him, you began to notice tiny changes in his behaviour. those were details, really, but you couldn’t help yourself but smile whenever you looked at him. he seemed more alive, now that he was out of his cage. his eyes look liked two shining suns, instead of cold gold, smile less forced, steps unsure, but more free. and your favourite part; his wings. they would always flutter when he laughed, and you prayed to akivili that he’d never learn about this, only so you could see that sight more often. sometimes, when talking to someone (especially you), that same thing would happen again. and you had to try your best not to crack a laugh, because how could he be so adorable without even realising that? it felt like you were staring at a very cute dog wagging its tail whenever you approached it. another detail you almost missed - his sweet tooth. whenever pom-pom said something about desserts, a spark would ignite in the halovian’s eyes, barely noticeable. every time he’d get a taste of that sweetness he so seemed to love, he’d look like a giddy child. the way he smiled, you just wanted to grab him and kiss his lips. how could someone be so cute and unaware of that charm?

[suiana]

yandere! sunday who does asmr to put you in a more relaxed and calm state. you just act out sometimes and he just hates seeing you so out of it :( oh yeah, the tingles feel good don't they? yeah just relax for him... what? no he's not brainwashing you. you're overthinking it.

yandere! sunday who is a complete gentleman and is super duper patient! oh you poor thing, you're clearly on the wrong path but he'll be there to guide you to salvation. just trust him and all will be fine.

yandere! sunday who you probably and most DEFINITELY should not trust but who are you to deny him? he's asking so politely and offering services out of the good of his heart!

yandere! sunday who's now your own personal... bodyguard? yeah he follows you around and uh- yeah your parents don't necessarily approve of him either... but hey he swears he's not a bad guy! even if he was you probably wouldn't care anyway💀

yandere! sunday who lets you play with his wings when you're sad or whatnot. so soft! so fluffy! you just love them don't you? be careful though! they're really sensitive and he'd hate for you to see him get riled up because you touched him a little bit too roughly... :3

[mewos-laptop]

Anyways shoutout to folks who are alterhumans due to be neurodivergent, and I mean ALLLLLLL neurodivergencies, even the ones YOU don't like

Shoutout to schizospec alterhumans,

Cluster A alterhumans,

Cluster B alterhumans,

Cluster C alterhumans,

DID, OSDD, UDD alterhumans,

Delusional and psychotic alterhumans,

Disabled alterhumans,

Bipolar alterhumans,

And any other type of demonized neurodivergency I forgot

You cannot claim to support your community when you shun those in your community who you deem as "bad," "in need of fixing," "dangerous," "hurting others," "stupid"

You are not my ally if you don't support and advocate for my fellow alterhumans who are alterhuman due to delusions or psychosis. You are not a supporter of this community if you're blatantly abelist.

[peachsukii]

I’m too lazy to properly write up a little SMAU for this at the moment lol

Thinking about Bakugo and reader working together at his agency as re-connected friends. Your previous agency was closing down, and thankfully, you knew a few people who could pull some strings to keep you employed. What you didn’t expect was to see Bakugo’s name flash on your phone screen, calling you on a random Tuesday to ask you out to lunch. The two of you never lost contact, but after UA days, it became difficult to keep up with each other. No bad blood, just two adult heroes with busy ass lives.

Well, lunch was actually an interview in his office. He didn’t have any intention of letting you walk out without a job — he’s the boss and makes the rules, no matter what the finance department tells him they can and cannot afford. If he could guarantee job security for one of his friends, especially someone in the Class A family, then it was worth his own potential pay cut to keep you afloat.

Cut to a few months later once you’ve settled into a comfortable routine, you’ve found yourself hanging around Bakugo more often than you thought. There were plenty nights spent at your desk to catch up on your hero reports, something you’re notoriously always behind on, and he’d be sitting in his office doing whatever agency owners do. You never asked, it seemed like a boring subject that he dreaded speaking about anyways. Nights like these, he’d strut over to your desk with a cup of tea, telling you to get your ass home before you passed out and drooled all over your paperwork. You always wondered how he knew which tea you liked. Maybe subconsciously you started to like it because he made it for you.

You two never discussed things like relationships, because why would you? Bakugo hated personal conversations like that. You knew better than to pry, as curious as you were. Recently though, you’d gone through a nasty breakup, one that kept you up at night questioning how the hell you got to this point in your life and why you even wasted time with this guy. No matter the damage done to your heart, you still showed up for work, dragging your ass through patrol shifts without a word. Bakugo didn’t need words to figure out something was wrong with you, though. He knew from the bags under your eyes, the fake smiles you’d sport on the job, and the way you sigh when you don’t think anyone can hear you. It didn’t take a genius to figure it out, to look past your surface level emotions and dig a little deeper — at least, that’s what he told himself, chalking it up to knowing you for so long.

It bothered the shit out of him that you wouldn't open up on your own, and it pissed him off even more that he wanted you to come to him. No way in hell was he gonna make the first move...until he overheard you crying in the bathroom between patrol calls. Something in Bakugo snapped, simultaneously wanting to hunt down the man who hurt you and scoop you up into his arms, to tell you that the bastard wasn't worth your tears.

When you head back to the office the next night to finish up your pile of reports, there’s a bouquet of fresh flowers sitting on your desk. An immediate panic floods through you, thinking your ex is trying to slither his way back into your good graces. It takes an embarrassing amount of courage to flip over the card stuck in the flowers, afraid of the words on the other side and what kind of mental gymnastics you’re gonna have to tumble through. Imagine your surprise when you find yourself snickering as you read it, a goofy grin tugging at your lips.

‘Dinner tomorrow @ 6. I’ll be sure you forget all about him.’

You don’t even need to ask who they’re from — Bakugo’s leaning against the doorframe of his office with his arms crossed over his chest, a cocky smirk on his face. He nods in your direction. “Wear somethin’ nice and don’t bring your wallet.”

He turns and shuts the door, the smile on your face telling him your answer before you could even vocalize it.

[wormboysunday]

laios's party is just an LGBT friend group. you have the skinny transmasc, the bear, lesbian couple, and the furry

[eveshsrramblings]

Joining HSR back in early November of 2024 was arguably the worst time to possibly get into the game for a spoiler free playthrough. I join the game, a dude named Inhibitor Lunae is staring back at me. He is clearly a sluttified version of my cool new secretive pal Dan Heng. Alright cool, guess I know what he was hiding. Next banner is a gay man and Acheron. Cool! I’m sure it’s not important that her hair turns white and she’s Nihility path. Sunday is up next, no idea who that is- oh he’s an express member in the future? Cool, I’m sure he’ll be a delightful little guy to meet and won’t be up to anything even potentially sinister. Fugue? Hey she looks a lot like Tingyun. She is Tingyun? Oh cool I literally just watched Tingyun die 5 minutes ago. No idea how that‘s gonna work but yeah sure why not

[sundayclub]

Bro this whole Tritter arc is giving me so much second hand embarassment I'm going to start clawing the paint off my walls.

EVERY TIME House gets pissy at Wilson and Wilson GETS PISSY BACK???

How am I supposed to get through this emotionally

[resting-distressed-face]

A man in a turtleneck would save me

[upslapmeal]

"but Pyramids of Mars established that Sut-" my friend this is the three-separate-explanations-for-Atlantis show, as far as I'm concerned they can have a free-for-all when it comes to real-world mythology

"but they're ruining the canon!!" buddy I got good news for you, Doctor Who canon is a buffet and you don't have to eat anything you don't want to

[thatoneneuvichiliauthor]

2.2 Spoilers

The funny thing about Ratio and Aventurine staring at each other when we met them at the Reverie Hotel while we were still trapped in the Sweet Dream is that the Trailblazer had never seen these two directly interact before. And since it was all an illusion constructed by Sunday, it means that at some point, his thought process must have been something along the lines of:

"These manipulative IPC bitches are 100% gay for each other, and if it doesn't show, people might start to suspect something is off."