#tapping the mic

[gachamatsu]

i keep thinking abt some sort of yanaichi confession where yanagida kinda does this whole thing like ichi like i think i could like you and weve had fun but i think its best we stay friends etc etc etc but hes an idiot and said the whole confession to osomatsu instead and oso just didnt get a word in to say otherwise and oso is left like do i???? tell ichi about this i think it might crush him and i think his friendship with this guy is like his last thread and so oso doesnt and yana and ichi just remain friends w ichi yearning and never bringing it up and never knowing yanagida felt some sort of the same way but didnt want to ruin the friendship and he spends the rest of his life never knowing but his brother does

[outdatedprometheus]

Me when I make sideblogs

[godspouse]

pussy so german expressionistic it got me walking down this black and white spiral staircase into a matte painting of an oddly jagged cityscape while i hunch over dressed in dance tights

[hajihiko]

💕

[lyss-butterscotch]

This game makes me ill. I've never had so much fun being oh so humbled by a video game.

Anyways PLAY NINE SOLS

[redfirerai]

The kids (Duke, Damian and Dick) are yelling in the other room

[lvrsfilm]

Johnny and Simon aren't used to domesticity beyond what they can give each other in the quiet of the barracks. They haven't been together quite long enough to share a leave the way they'd like to. But when you came along, and chirped about on one of your weekly calls to them about how they should both just stay at your flat in London when they come back, so the three of you aren't all separated, they couldn't say no.

They didn't know what to expect, duffel bags in hand and covered in grime, sticking out like weeds on the cleanliness of your doorstep. "Door's unlocked" you had told them over the phone when they said they were on their way. Simon does Johnny the favor of opening the door first, stepping inside to cover him as if they're still on the field. But they're not met with gunfire or yelling, not even empty silence. The television is on low, playing a random football (because it is football, birdie) match and the house smells of cinnamon and something hearty bubbling on the stove.

They aren't used to the excited call of your voice from the kitchen, the sound of soft, socked feet padding on the floor towards them. You in a large shirt (one of Johnny's,) and a pair of leggings. They're almost frozen when you take their bags, dropping them to the floor and pulling them both towards you for a hug while you murmur about how you missed them.

But they like it. It's not much different than a shared tray of food in the barracks, followed by a fitful rest on a too hard mattress pad and scratchy sheets. Except it is. It's a shared meal, home cooked, the best thing they think they've ever tasted. It's you checking them over for injury not so subtly as they scarf down their plates, daring to ask for seconds to indulge both themselves and you. A shower, for both of them while you clean up, hot water and soap that smells like you.

They whisper conversation in the shower, about how different and nice it is. Johnny does more of the talking than Simon, who scrubs Johnny's back the way he likes while he listens to Johnny ramble quietly about their lass. About when did she learn to cook like that? About how he never wants to go back to his place, how he could stay here and let her feed him his weight in roast until it was time to leave again. Simon who indulges him with nods and grunts, but who's really thinking about a neat glass of bourbon and having you two draped over his lap where he can bask in your shared warmth because in his mind he's already used to this. He already knows he wants more.

It's Johnny passing out on your couch, drooling onto the armrest, a leg thrown over Simon's lap and a full belly. You coming into the living room with a mug of hot tea for the man left awake. Sitting down next to him and leaning against his side, asking him questions about where work took them and if he needs anything while you comb your fingers through his damp hair, occasionally stopping to catch a stray drop of water with your fingers. Once the cup has gone cold and theres no liquid left, you let him sit in silence as well, not speaking, only lightly pressing your lips to the stubble of his jaw and whispering that you have a surprise for him. Leaving the living room and coming back with a bottle of his favorite. Whispering about how you asked Johnny to make sure this was the right one as you burrowed your way back under his arm. And as he presses a kiss to your forehead, traces circles along your shoulder with his fingers while the other holds the bottle of bourbon on his lap, he thinks Johnny was right.

[coldresolve]

Edgy/misc OC ask meme ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

Send me a number and an OC, and I'll answer.

What memory would your OC rather just forget?

What's something about your OC that people wouldn't expect just from looking at them?

What is your OC's fatal flaw? Are they aware of this flaw?

When scared, does your OC fight, flee, freeze or fawn?

How far is your OC willing to go to get what they want?

How easily could your OC be convinced to do something that goes against their moral compass?

What's one way your OC has changed since you first came up with them?

Would your OC ostensibly be able to get away with murder?

Do you have a specific lyric or quote which you associate with your OC?

What's an AU that would be interesting to explore with your OC?

What is your OC's weapon of choice? Have they ever actually used it?

Is your OC self-destructive? In what ways?

If you met your OC, would the two of you get along?

How does your OC want to be seen by other characters?

Does your OC have a faceclaim? If so, who?

What is your OC's pain tolerance like?

What is the worst thing you have put your OC through story-wise?

Is your OC more cold and detached or up close and personal?

How does your OC behave when enraged?

Does your OC have a tendency to get jealous? If so, how does this manifest?

Does your OC have any illnesses or disorders? How do they handle it?

What character alignment would you consider your OC to be?

What emotion is the hardest for your OC to process? How about express?

What is an alternative life path your OC might have gone down? How different would their life be if they'd made those decisions?

What is your favorite thing about your OC?

[koko-heads]

cove holden nation can you hear me

commissioned by @robxxtic on insta!! <3

[dishwasher09]

(Frank Wildhorn - Where Is the Justice? / art by @/thegooseisloos6 on twitter)

[isa-ah]

what do i even do with this information actually. i have insane webs of information all over jackalshide from my like 40 ocs living in the same town(s, gensis counts i guess) who have different family lives and housing situations and like cars and businesses and like. what do i do with this. hello

crick is a few years older than isaiah... what if he had very faint i was a little boy memories of isaiahs mom before she died oxo

[gunsatthaphan]

Bison left this for what?? 🫠🫠🫠

[athenam]

scar is the wife and grian is the husband but also scar is the dad and grian is the mom. someone understands right

[maygrcnt]

a few notes on the use of POV storytelling and how it relates to eddie in 704 and what i’m on the lookout for in 705—

i just can’t get over how SILLY eddie is in this past episode. and for a split second i was like, god this is so out of character for him like he’s usually not really like this. but it clicked for me when the B storyline was happening that we were watching athena/hen/chim totally normally, but the A plot was literally only happening through bucks eyes.

And then that made me think of SKAM (i’m always thinking of skam let’s be real) which is a TV show that uses POV storytelling to put us in the eyes of a different character every season, so sometimes certain side characters can act different or seem to have a change in personality during different seasons because we’re seeing them through another persons eyes.

and then i realized, this is eddie through bucks eyes. even when he’s angry and seething with jealousy, eddie is just this ball of sunlight and happiness. which makes sense !! eddie brings so much joy and light into bucks life it makes sense that buck would see him bathed in golden light and full of love all the time. when we watch the show from the audience side we see brooding ex vet eddie diaz who has a secret silly side sometimes, but when we’re thrown into bucks pov he becomes a ray of fucking SUNSHINE who is always smiling and cute.

this would also make sense because certain things eddie did seemed over dramatic, like how giddy he was on the phone call or just how angry he looked when he got hurt. eddie has been shot MULTIPLE times, i feel like the ankle sprain was overdone to show us how BUCK felt more than how eddie felt.

and then in terms of next episode, i think it will be very telling how the show chooses to portray eddie. from the promo it seems like we’re still getting buck pov eddie during the date because… in what world would eddie diaz scream like that in a public place akfjsk but when we see his scenes with marisol i would venture to bet that he’s back to totally normal eddie. i just love pov storytelling so much and i wish it was used in mainstream tv more so this episode was REALLY fun for me!

[veerbles]

“Were you trained as a dancer?” “An acrobat. My whole family are acrobats.” // “Some people see a magic trick and say, ‘Impossible!’ They clap their hands, turn over their money, and forget about it ten minutes later. [..] And then there are the ones who stay awake, running through the trick again and again, looking for that skip in perception, the crack in the illusion that will explain how their eyes got duped; they’re the kind who won’t rest until they’ve mastered that little bit of mystery for themselves. I’m that kind.”

Or: a kinder universe.

[she-wu]

wooyoung for dazed korea