#the next-level batshit ones anyway

[cryingatwindermerepeaks]

Cg!Van x Little!Reader (me)

This is the most self indulgent fic you’ll probably ever read. So. Yeah.

Notes -> crying, lots of crying, negative self thought, the most brief mention of sh, she/they papa Van, fem little!reader (who has had a very bad day. Probably got yelled at by their principal or something, I wouldn’t know), a weird anecdote because im not used to this writing style.

Word count: 1034

The water is hot - burning really - where it had been ice cold only moments before. It had been a feeble attempt to calm your breathing, jolting your body with cold water to slow your heart. It’s a fact you learnt in 10th grade science, from your batshit crazy teacher who warbled on about genetic modification all year and quit with no warning. It worked for about ten seconds today before you were back to hauntingly achy cries. The tears - at least - don’t burn in comparison to the water you’d just shot up unthinkingly in temperature. They won’t leave tracks after you get out, either, the only worry you need to have right now is that you are being so loud and everyone can definitely hear. At least the thought of everyone knowing how much of a pathetic cry baby you are is distracting your mind from the real reason you’re here. The bone rattling, bower constrictor wrapping around your chest, levels of anxiety you’d felt today from only a simple miscommunication. One you hadn’t been able to explain because you were crying - loud and ugly in front of too many people who now all knew how wrong, and bad, and stupid you were.

You cry a little harder- simply because the thought of today is too much for you. Everything is - in this headspace - too much for you. At least that’s how you feel, when all you can do is tighten your arms around your shins and cry for your Papa. They aren’t coming, though, because Van is out at the shops and doesn’t know this is happening. You shouldn’t let the next thought in but you do anyway - even if they did know what was happening, they wouldn’t care. Because you’re a stupid, over dramatic, crybaby. Your body hurts, you feel sore and raw as you claw at your skin for some sort of solace. Nothing works. Water pools in your mouth, which you have to garble over to breathe. At least, you think, the snot is being washed away as you cry - unlike earlier today when a tissue box had been shoved into your hands because it was just awkward to watch how your face became so stricken with tears and snot and red, hot shame. No one’s watching you now, you have to remember, cry as loud as you want.

There’s a knock on the door - the kind of sound which feels unreal and you almost second guess its existence until it comes back accompanied by a voice. “Kiddo, can I come in?” It’s Van’s voice - sturdy and calm like it always is. You want to respond, but all that comes out is a pitifully desperate whine and another wave of pathetic tears. Van lets herself in anyway - because they know you need them right now, because even if you don't have words to ask for it you still deserve comfort.

“Oh, baby,” their voice is low and gentle as they crouch down by the side of the bathtub. Van rolls up the navy fabric of their sweater sleeve and stretches an arm out to hold against your bare back. “Poor thing,” she coos - and the gentle tone is enough to still your tears for a moment. Just long enough to notice the growing ache spreading across your forehead. Van’s hand rubs back and forth across your back - they don’t seem to care that the shower water is splashing up onto their clothes. You lean into the touch, desperate to be held and reminded that you’re still worthy of this gentle touch. “I need you to take gentle breaths with me baby.” You’ve stopped crying, yes, but your breath is still coming in and out with such speed you might inflate your lungs so much that you just float away.Van is breathing loud, and slow, she doesn’t tell you to copy her breathing but it’s there for you if you want it. And you do. You copy her slow breaths until yours match perfectly and your hearts are probably beating at the same time. You can finally jam your thumb into your mouth, that feels nice. “Let’s get you out and cozy,” Van hums. There isn’t any pressure in her voice, just a level of certainty which makes you feel not in charge for just this moment. It’s ok to let Van take control when you’re like this.

She lets you stand up on your own time, holding your arm tightly when you start to sway. Everything feels heavy and you want to drop back to the shower floor and start crying all over again. But you don’t, and you won’t, because Van is holding you and she won’t let you fall. “That’s it, you’ve got it,” she praises gently as you finally step out of the bathtub and onto the soft mat. Van is quick to wrap you in your towel - it’s pink and still a little damp from when you’d showered this morning. “Can I help?” Van asks, though definitely still in charge here, wanting to make sure you’re comfortable the whole time. You nod - words still feeling too far away - and let her dry you off and squeeze the remaining water from your hair.

“Such a good girl for me,” she hums as she works. You don’t think you’ve done anything particularly good today, or ever really, but the praise is comforting nonetheless.

Van takes you to her room, which is clean and grown up and warm. They tell you to lay down on the bed and you don’t fight because being a baby right now doesn’t feel bad or wrong. It feels like Van dressing you in a pair of her boxers and a jumper which is way too big, and that is undoubtedly good. She climbs up onto the bed next to you once you’re dressed, wrapping her arms tightly around your body and pressing her lips to the top of your head. “You didn’t do anything wrong,” she promises - a distant part of your kind wonders who told her what happened but it’s quiet and you don’t have the energy or words to press it now. “And even if you did - I’d still love you.”

[andypantsx3]

quick interlude from the bakugou barbarian-verse.

for @procrastination-artist bc your last drawing of feral bakugou made me go berserk 🙃

"He's a prince?" you ask incredulously, gaping at Izuku. "Bakugou?"

Izuku nods that head of wild green curls, blinking guilelessly back at you. "The closest thing his people have to it, anyway. Their custom isn't quite like Yuuei's," he answers.

You glance over your shoulder to where Bakugou is wrestling Kirishima into the dirt, apparently trying his level best to gouge the dragon's eyes out while he's at it. It's only your knowledge that Kirishima is basically impenetrable that stops you from rising in concern.

"That? That is a prince?" you repeat, hopelessly lost, as you watch Bakugou shove a literal fistful of dirt into Kiri's face.

"His mother is their leader," Izuku tells you, a smile in his voice. "It's mostly a hereditary position, with some fighting necessary to succeed. Kacchan's next in line."

"And stay down you spiky-haired shit!" Bakugou's crow reaches you as you turn back to Izuku, mystified. Izuku's mouth is twisted up fondly in the firelight.

"Well he certainly won't have any trouble there," you say emphatically, moving to turn your sausage over the fire. Drippings of grease sizzle off the sides of it, hissing where they hit the flames.

"The fuck I won't," Bakugou growls from behind you, pointedly loud so you can hear it.

You feel your ears go hot, embarrassed that he's heard you discussing him. But it's only natural, considering you're now legally married, according to the customs of one deeply batshit village.

Not that either of you have acknowledged it, however, short of Bakugou snarling that you were his as he'd won the village marriage tournament. He'd hauled you into his arms, carrying you out of there, only to drop you the second you'd cleared the village sight lines.

And neither of you have spoken of it since. But you can't help but be more curious than ever, now, about the man who sort-of-is, sort-of-isn't your husband.

"I'll wipe the floor with anyone who tries for the seat," Bakugou says, stalking over, his booted stride heavy and sure. "Like those assholes in Dagoba."

You chance a look up at him as he drops onto the log next to you, running a hand through his ash blonde hair. He glows in the firelight, the hard planes of his chest glinting with sweat, and he swipes at a patch of dust high on his cheekbone with the back of his hand. The shadows pool in the divots of his arm muscles as he does so.

"So you really are some kind of prince," you echo disbelievingly, reaching back for your sausage skewer, just for something to focus on. "Who would have known."

Bakugou's smile is white and knife-sharp in the light of the flames as those scarlet eyes find you, hot and intent. Your cheeks heat despite yourself.

"Yeah," he says, sounding smug. "Guess that makes you a princess."

You startle. Your sausage goes flying into the fire, hissing and crackling, and your face flames even hotter than the campfire.

Bakugou's smile is far too self-satisfied in the dim.

[nalyra-dreaming]

Ok I thought w all the drama (must be a day of the week in the IWTV fandom🙄 17 yrs of fandom and never I have I been in one w this much senseless arguing jfc!! They all have senseless arguing but this is next level. I'm only skimming but I think you need a medal for handling all of it this well) you could use a refreshing "my friend worked on IWTV" ask with 0% drama. My friend worked in the art department in S1! Tragically, she didn't meet any of the actors, but she did a lot of really cool stuff!

She's a print maker, and was hired originally to make the newspapers for the hoarding scene- which were ALL required to be scarily precise and period accurate. Whatever little set details everyone is reading into and over analyzing? Yeah, go ahead and over analyze harder guys, can confirm the level of detail that goes into them is 100x more detail than you even thought possible! She also helped w the ones that are shown up close, like the article about Claudia's body stash-those ones were designed to perfection, down the shades of ink in the layering techniques and placement of each paragraph. They liked her work (we went to art school together, though met at a summer program as teens and remained friends since, she's crazy talented. She correctly predicted I would love the show before it aired lmao, though I only got around to watching it this last year, and became promptly irrevocably obsessed) and signed her up to work w the art department the rest of the season. She got to do some other exciting things, like help set up the pharmacy Claudia gets the laudanum and arsenic from, make some of the hats for Mardi Gras etc. But the coolest thing by far:

She wrote some of Claudia's dairies!!! Also tragically, not the one in Lestat's blood, but a bunch of them. For the pages that weren't featured on screen but needed to be filled, she was given free reign...for awhile anyway, she made up all sorts of stories based on the books and the scripts she'd been given about what Claudia would have been experiencing, feeling and thinking, essentially fanfic within fanfic, but then her boss told her the stuff she was writing was too weird!!!😭 She had to tone it down and she's still, justifiably, mad about that lmao. Bc like Claudia is a fucking vampire!! An adult vampire trapped in a teenager's body with the messiest adopted dad's possible!!! Her life was batshit insane!!!

Anyway, good luck with the slew of anons who (again I skimmed) seem to be arguing about a 2 inch difference in Sam Reid's height??? Why????? As far as I've noticed, their heights go up and down a bit depending on the emotion of the scene? and Sam's got like an inch or two on Jacob. I asked a Sam stan blog once out of curiosity and they said his stunt double casting call listed 5'10 ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Louis and Lestat are characters tho, and are as tall as you want them to be in your heart, regardless of the actors actual heights

Ohhh thank you so much for this ask and your kind words!! 💕

Now I want to know what she wrote into the diaries *laughs* Was she also the one who took a part of "The Vampire Lestat" for it?!?!

(And god, I bet she knows what's in the removed pages, doesn't she 😈)

Just so you know, I will now go back to episode 5 and try to get reeeaalllll good shots of the newspapers, because I just KNOW there's more clues and meta commentary in there. I just know it. This show, seriously.

They should win all the awards. AND give us "the art of IWTV" books after...

It makes me so happy that your friend had a good time on the show, and that she seemed to have enjoyed her work?!! Thank you so much for sharing!!! I will pay extra attention on rewatch, that's for sure. (And hope dies last that they will sell some of the costumes on prop store at some point?! Maybe the hats??? :))

And, well, as per the fandom - ... the hiatus is very long. I guess... we're all just going stir crazy. (Though I do feel like a broken record at times :))

[catmercerbutfrthistime]

guys please hear me out, this is very random but I must tell the people my truth (aka rant about this very specific thing probably no one else cares about)

also I needed some way to get this out of my system without accidently driving someone up a wall with insanity, bear with me if I sound absolutely batshit crazy I promise it might get worse but it's fine don't worry 😅

but I need more improv karaoke on @dropoutdottv please 😭

I cannot live like this, knowing we had maybe 3-4 absolutely fabulous, head-banging episodes of made up songs which were also kinda like impressions on several different levels, and we just haven't gotten anything else? or are yall not telling me something???

because by glob, I need more Ross Bryant, Reshawn Scott, and Zach Reino being absolute legends and making up whole songs on the spot that ABSOLUTELY SLAY while Aaron Wilson ALSO ABSOLUTELY SLAYS ON THE KEYS

AND NONE OF THEM KNOW WTF IS GONNA HAPPEN NEXT???

THATS WIZARDRY

BRENNAN LEE MULLIGAN COULD NEVER (I'm so sorry Brennan, I love you, you're amazing, please don't be mad at me)

genuine, the absolute craziest bops I've ever heard come from those banger episodes of @gamechangershow and @makesomenoise but they have the absolute AUDACITY to deprive me of MORE. ABSOLUTE. BANGERS?!?

(unless yall have something coming up, please completely disregard everything in this)

((I say as if yall will actually see the words I'm typing rn))

Anyway, TLDR; pretty please make more Karaoke Night episodes, I thrive off of the bops of every single person who has ever done an episode of Karaoke Night

pretty please

Thank you for coming to my TedTalk /hj

(also know I am not pressuring anyone into doing anything, I just think this would be so amazing to see, genuinely love everything dropout has ever done and I am simply saying there's so many bits that could go so far, if that makes any semblance of sense so please no one come at me for being pushy or anything)

((I just genuinely love both comedy and music and improv and those episodes are my everything because it's some of my favorite things ever all smashed into one and it's great))

(((also lots and lots of love for absolutely everything all those people do, genuine inspirations, every single one of them, love their work)))

((((also I'm a college freshman going into illustration, if for any reason you need someone on your art team...? jk jk.... unless....? /hj))))

okay ik I'm ranting now but i wanted to cover all the bases to make sure I didn't get yelled at okay bye

[sukunas-angel]

Ghostface!Gojo Satoru x Reader

2.5k words

One-Shot.

Summary:

There’s a killer on the loose. Most people would be scared, paranoid. But not you.

Why, you ask?

Because you’re batshit fucking crazy.

Or

What happens when reader is mentally insane and Ghostface’s next victim?

• —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– •

The town was alight with fear and anticipation. The masked killer was still at large, having claimed another victim last night. They’d dubbed him “Ghostface.” But the man behind the mask still remained a mystery. Police could only offer minimal details at this stage: 1. Victims always received an anonymous phone call before they were targeted, and 2. They always suffered a gruesome and painful death by a knife.

You sighed in boredom as you watched the sun slowly begin its descent in the sky. Ever since the murders had started, the town had a strict curfew. Seeing as you lived alone, thanks to your deadbeat mom, evenings were extra boring these days.

Your sulking is interrupted by the phone ringing in the kitchen. You raise your eyebrow, confused as to who could possibly be calling you. You were a chronic loner, and you sure as hell could bet your life on the fact it wasn’t your mother checking in on you.

You sigh before you slowly walk to the phone, uncaring if you miss the call or not. There’s a strange silence in the receiver when you answer, and a flare of annoyance fills you.

“Hello?” You demand, gritting your teeth. You didn’t like having your time wasted like this. Not that you had better things to do, but still.

There’s a pause before a strange voice replies.

“What’s your favourite scary movie?” The voice is deep and distorted, whoever it is, is using a voice changer.

You roll your eyes, assuming it’s a stupid prank. “The classics, I suppose.” You say disinterestedly.

“Wow, good answer. I like a girl with taste. Have any favourites?” The voice sounds pleased, which makes you raise an eyebrow. You pace around your room, boredom still deep in your gut. You sigh.

“I don’t know. Most slashers I suppose.” You provide, voice dripping with boredom.

The voice chuckles. “Am I boring you?”

You roll your eyes, sighing. “Yes.” You deadpan. Your eyes narrow. “Who is this anyway?”

The voice chuckles. “Who do you think it is?”

You feign a gasp. “Oh my gosh! Are you the famous killer I’ve been hearing about?”

The person on the phone laughs sinisterly, seemingly amused by your feigned surprise. Their voice drips with mockery.

“And what if I am?”

“Then I say come and get me.” You reply simply, your voice deadpan.

The killer on the phone chuckles again, his amusement growing. Your audacity seems to have piqued his interest.

"Oh, you're a feisty one, aren't you? Brave words for someone who doesn't know what they're dealing with." His voice oozes with a condescending nonchalance.

“Brave words from someone who hides behind a mask” you snark nastily.

There’s a pause on the phone for a moment, his voice hinting at annoyance.

"Oh, you're quite the comedian, aren't you? Thinking you're so witty, hiding behind the phone, safe from harm." His voice turns menacing.

"But let me tell you something, sweetheart. I don't need a mask to instill fear. It's just part of the game. And I'm a damn good player."

You roll your eyes. “Yeah? Well I’m a good player too. Maybe you just haven’t been playing against people on your level.” You say disinterestedly, looking at your nails.

The killer on the phone lets out a low, sinister chuckle. Your confident demeanor seems to be riling him up, which makes you smirk.

"Oh, aren't you special? Thinking you're some sort of expert, huh? Well, let me tell you something. You haven't seen anything yet. I've dealt with plenty of people who thought they were tough, and they all ended up in the same place."

“An expert?” You question, a condescending smile on your face.

“Well let’s see,” you pause as you pretend to think.

“For starters…” you say, standing up. You walk over to your window and look outside.

“I’d assume you’re lurking somewhere in the bushes outside my house.” You offer a wave in the direction of the densely bushed area. “Very cliché, Ghostie.”you tease.

“And then you’ll find a way to break in, and I’ll just be so unsuspecting!” You fake swoon.

“And then you’ll make yourself known, and I’ll scream!” You giggle at yourself a bit.

“And then you’ll chase me, and I’m sure I’ll fall like the weak prey I am. And I’ll cry ‘please mr ghostface, d-d-don’t kill me!’” You mock.

“Is that how the game goes?” You finish, a dark smirk playing on your lips.

There’s a long pause then, and you can tell you’ve really pissed him off. There’s a laugh, but it’s void of any humour.

“You think you’ve got me all figured out don’t you, sweetheart?” The voice chuckles.

“Sure, I like playing by the rules.” His voice drops. “But only because it’s so much fun breaking them.”

You gasp, a genuine look of glee on your face. “Am I special then? You’ll break the rules for little old me?” You tease.

There’s a breathy chuckle on the other end. You can tell you’ve got him riled up.

“Oh sweetheart, you’re not like the others, that’s for sure.” His voice darkens. “Yes, for you, I’ll make an exception.” You raise your eyebrow.

“Well,” you start before your voice drops slightly, dripping with seduction. “Don’t keep me waiting, Mr Ghostface.”

You can tell you’ve caught him by surprise as he lets out a breathy laugh.

“My, my, impatient, are we?” His voice deepens. “I won’t keep you waiting long.”

You bite your lip in excitement before he speaks again. “But I’ll need one thing from you first, sweetheart.”

You tilt your head as you consider it. “And what might that be?”

The killer on the phone lets out a devilish chuckle, his words dripping with dark intent.

"I want you to leave your front door unlocked for me. I don't like wasting time, and I want to get straight to the fun." His words make your heart race in excitement.

“Hmm.” You hum, pretending to think. “Maybe.”

“But you’ll have to do something for me in return.” You decide.

“Oh, really?” He responds, and you smirk when you hear the curiosity in his voice.

“And what would you like in exchange, little mouse?”

You laugh, it’s sultry and breathy. Your cheeks are flushed in excitement.

“Don’t hold back.”

There’s a noise on the other end of the phone, something akin to a growl.

“Wouldn’t dream of it, sweetheart.”

• —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– •

You hang up the phone as a wild smile splits your lips. You practically skip to your front door before opening it slightly. You turn, making your way into the kitchen, intent on making dinner.

You’re concentrating deeply on cutting vegetables when a floorboard creaks somewhere in the hall between the front door and kitchen. You roll your eyes as you huff a breath of disappointment.

“Fucking amateur.” You sigh, flipping the knife in your hands before launching it into the dark hallway. You smirk at the sound of movement that follows. You grab another knife from the block, flipping it in your hands as you look out into the dark hallway.

You see his silhouette, just metres away, with your knife embedded in the wall just centimetres from him.

“I missed.” You pout.

You’re in a standoff with the killer now. He doesn’t move, and neither do you. You watch him, waiting for him to do something. You frown at the disappointment that bites at your gut.

You launch the knife at him, sighing dejectedly as he narrowly dodges it, before you grab another.

“Crazy bitch.” The gruff voice mutters and you smirk.

“And you’re a fucking disappointment.” You say snidely, and you watch as he storms toward you angrily. A smile plays on your lips before you grab a bag of flour and launch it at him.

You giggle as he growls in frustration, temporarily blinded in his mask, before slipping off upstairs. You’re rather slow about it, despite the fact you know he’ll be after you any moment. You ponder your hiding places, the knife still gripped in your hand.

You choose a small cupboard, easily stepping in before closing it behind you. You hear him trudging up the stairs.

“Come out, naughty little mouse.” He calls, as you smirk. You hear him check every room of your house, looking under furniture. You hear him growing more frustrated, slamming doors and throwing things. He storms past your hiding place again, oblivious, and you roll your eyes before slipping out quietly.

He’s stalking down the hall, his back to you still. You pause, sizing him up while his back is turned. He’s tall, much taller than you. You wonder who’s behind the mask.

You shrug, not too bothered, before creeping up behind him. You press the knife to his back, tutting.

“My, my, did I outwit you? Was the challenge too difficult?” You tease, pressing the knife harder. “I’m disappointed, Ghostie.” You sigh, and you really, genuinely are.

You hear him curse, chuckling darkly.

“Naughty little mouse. Though, I suppose you’re more of a kitten. You’ve got claws” he chuckles in amusement. “You’re a sly one, I’ll give you that. I underestimated you.”

You sigh, tapping your foot in annoyance. “And clearly, I overestimated you.”

It’s that comment that really riles him up, though, because he whirls around suddenly, grabbing your wrist in a death grip before pinning you to a wall. His other hand holds a knife to your throat.

He tuts at you. “Not so cocky now, are you, sweetheart.” He sneers, his voice a low rumble. “Looks like the tables have turned.”

You smile, eyes alight with excitement. You press your throat into the knife slightly, relishing the sting. You chuckle.

“Oh! Is this where I beg you not to kill me?” You tease with a coy smile. He chuckles darkly, pressing the knife harder into your throat.

“I don’t know, are you going to beg for me, pretty girl?” He taunts.

You smirk, watching him through half-lidded eyes. “I don’t know, Ghostie. Is that what gets you off?” You ask slyly. “Or do you prefer girls that fight back?”

You watch with excited eyes as he leans in closer, his mask mere inches from your face.

“That depends, sweetheart. Which do you think is more interesting? The scared little girl who begs for mercy? Or the feisty kitten who puts up a fight?” He purrs, his voice low and dangerous.

You pause as you consider his question.

“Hmm.” You hum. “Neither.”

“Oh?” The curiosity is evident in his voice. You smirk.

“What do you prefer then, sweetheart?” He presses.

“This.” You say, before using your free hand to lift his mask, exposing soft full lips. You don’t waste a second before pressing your lips to his. He doesn’t hesitate, releasing your wrist to grab your jaw in a bruising grip, deepening the kiss. You let him take control with a smirk, desire like wildfire in your veins.

He pulls back, and the only sound that fills the room is both your laboured breathing. You see his lips quirk into a smirk.

“You’re full of surprises aren’t you, sweetheart?” He practically purrs. You bite your lip, your core alight with desire.

“Maybe,” you murmur before pressing your lips to his neck, kissing and sucking at the skin there. You hear him moan before he grabs your waist, his grip firm and possessive.

You don’t waste a second, wrapping your legs around his waist, and he groans, pressing you into the wall, one of his hands gripping your thigh to hold you.

You pull back, relishing in the sound of his ragged breathing.

“You little minx,” he purrs before tracing the knife along your neck. “You think you’re in control here, don’t you?”

“Am I not?” You taunt, giving him a coy smile. He doesn’t reply, instead kissing your lips harshly, so hard you’re sure they’ll bruise.

You gasp as he bites your lip, hard. You taste iron as it leaks blood. The pain stings but goes straight to your core. He pulls back, grinning, his lips stained red with blood.

“You taste fucking amazing, you know that?” He moans. You watch him with half lidded eyes, grinding your hips onto his hardness. He gasps and you smirk.

“You’re twisted, aren’t you, doll? Just like me.” He purrs. You offer a smile that’s all teeth.

“Maybe.”

He groans, grinding himself into you.

You take his moment of distraction to take the knife from your neck. It’s too easy, his grip lax from distraction. He stills as you point the knife at his chest. You see his heavy breathing beneath his costume. You can practically taste his excitement.

“Take the mask off.” You demand. He chuckles, but doesn’t move. You press the knife harder into him, not quite breaking skin but enough to sting. You hear him hiss before chuckling.

He uses his free hand to pull the mask the rest of the way off and your eyes widen as you see the person behind it.

“Satoru Gojo?” You say incredulously. “I have to say, I’m surprised. I didn’t know a rich kid like you had it in him.” You muse. You take in his face, pleased with his attractive appearance.

His light blue eyes are dark with lust as he looks down at you. He bites his lip, groaning as he grinds into you.

“Don’t let the rich kid facade fool you, sweetheart.” He breaths against your lips.

“There’s more to me that meets the eye.” He purrs before kissing you again.

“You disappointed with my identity doll?” He asks, breaking the kiss. You smirk, shaking your head.

“I know exactly who you are.” He whispers darkly. Your eyes alight with excitement.

“Did you stalk me Sa-To-Ru?” You ask, drawling his name playfully. He groans grinding into you at the sound.

“Yes.” He admits. You moan at the admission, tugging his white hair in your hands. You yank his hair, and he hisses as you force his head back slightly. He watches you with half lidded eyes.

“Did you like what you saw?” Your eyes are wild, he moans at the sight.

“Fuck yes.” He purrs.

Your crazed smile widens. “What did you see?”

“That you, sweetheart, might just be the one woman to match me in every way.” He purrs as you shiver.

You grin a wide smile, letting go of your grip on his hair to hold his face between your hands. “Do you think fate brought us together?”

Satoru's breath hitches momentarily when you grab his face, a mix of surprise and excitement flickering in his eyes. He looks at you intently, his own expression a match for your wildness.

"Fate, destiny, call it whatever you want," he murmurs, drawing closer to you, his voice dripping with a dangerous allure. "But I know one thing for certain, doll."

He leans in, his breath hot against your ear, his voice a low, tantalizing growl.

"We were made for each other.”

[27spoons]

yapping yapping yapping...

shauna's hannibal ass journal monologue had me CACKLING in my empty dark bedroom i was just "is she gonna say she was a queen. don't say it. don't say it shauna." and then she did and i died laughing

shauna shipman be so fr with me. you are like 40 something talking about being a warrior after microwaving a hot pocket and burning your hands on the plate. she's such a loser and i kinda love it just as much as i hate it

also MARI PIT GIRL. FLY HIGH ANGEL. i knew from the moment shauna started getting that little sadistic ass murderous look they were fucked also the personal scariest thing about shauna to me is that she's consistently portrayed as incredibly smart like she really is shannibal shector.... chat i fear melissa was so justified for pissing her pants over how scary shauna is i would too man

but i agree that the quality was just like so inconsistent i felt like i was going crazy they really edged lottie's death for like SEVEN EPISODES just to have callie push her down the fuckin stairs... diva down and it wasnt even impactful or as interesting as it couldve been

i do love lottie's baby daddying like its been 25 years and she still thinks she's the father oh girl 😭 you are the father who OVERSTEPPED

the ambigious ending also scares me but then again i am not even worried about cancellation because for it to have grown SOOO much on paramount+ and showtime too? theyre gonna milk the hell out of this show. like dexter levels of milking. we're gonna get like 8 seasons shauna original sin and a spin off series about callie or something... shits going to be atrocious

also dude WHERE THE FUCK WAS ADULT MELISSA? like she killed the fuck out of van and then just vanishes and we instead get shauna self pitying as the entire adult timeline plot almost... where the fuck is that little muppet with the hat what about her family ??? hello?????

anyways tl;dr the finale will continue to get mixed reviews from me they fumbled so bad with some of it. maybe next season we'll get the shaunanat beat up scene we deserve though . and maybe a coherent plot

"shauna's hannibal ass journal..." girl i thought this bitch was about to kill herself 😭😭😭😭 like i thought she was writing a suicide note OUIASGHUIAHGIAUH and all it was was her just... getting all delulu with her journals again 😭 "i was a warrior" girl stfu u were a dictator w a god complex 😭 sit down

"microwaving a hot pocket and burning your hands on the plate..." lowkey that was relatable asf tho.... i too be burning my hands on my plates LMAOOOO -- but then she transitioned from that into the journal entry??? girl. go to bed. get a therapist or smth 😭

"also MARI PIT GIRL. FLY HIGH ANGEL..." MARI WILL FOREVER BE AN ICON. IDC. GIRL, YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR ONE OF THE BEST OPENING SCENES IN TELEVISION HISTORY. KNOW THAT YOU DIED AS THE REAL QUEEN OF THE WILDERNESS FR. and also.... yeah i would have pissed my pants, too. (but also shauna has horrible aim. girl we both know u meant to kill her, you just cant shoot for shit. ur boyfriend didn't teach you enough, apparently)

"shannibal shector" had me CACKLING 😭😭😭😭 we just be finding new names for shauna on a daily basis now. shanninbal shector and oshauna bin ladin top tier

"edged lottie's death for like SEVEN EPISODES..." genuinely. when i saw how she died. i just sat there like "...what?" cus... first of all, a fall from that height would NOT have killed her. maybe knocked her out, concussed, something like that--but SHE WOULD STILL BE ALIVE????? not to mention the blood flow???? callie i know damn well u did NOT push her that hard. lottie matthews i am so sorry, my batshit crazy cult leader. you deserved better 😔😔 then they did that fuckass slowmo shot of her falling down the stairs???? idk dude that shit gave me 'bollywood soap opera' vibes 😭(iykyk)

"still thinks she's the father oh girl..." when this bitch started talking sm about "our baby" i was like.... girl.... why you sound like the lottie communist meme. bffr. take ur meds (lovingly)

"dexter levels of milking..." ykw.... you're probably right LMAO but the quality of the milk.... i fear we will soon be drinking from a diseased cow who has been dead for two weeks. that being said......... I'll probably watch every single morsel or scrap they give us 😔✊

"WHERE THE FUCK WAS ADULT MELISSA?" WHO THE FUCK IS LOTTIE MATTHEWS? WHERE THE FUCK IS NATALIE? man idk😭 they were just sorta like "surprise the hat chick is alive! she's gonna kill van then leave. have fun! more unresolved storylines for you guys! uwu"

tldr; dont leave me alone in a room with the yellowjackets writers. bring back the writers that y'all had pre-strike pls thank u 🙏🙏

[theallianceofcelestials]

Hello my dears, it is I, Charlie this week for the yapping :)

I hope both of your weeks were as wonderful as you guys are ✨✨✨

Sugarcake! Wonderful to see you!

I'm sure you saw my posts about AI, which really just ruined my mood. Like it really hit my writing motivation to have ALL my works stolen by someone, even if they won't be used for anything, and now a big portion of my readers is not going to be able to reach my stories, because they don't have accounts, which is a bummer cuz an AO3 account really makes one's life easier. But yeah, I just wish there were no people like this.

On the other hand, I'm thinking how the best way to counter it, and I'm sayin this with discomfort, is to write batshit insane smut fics. With all the traumatising stuff in it. Let's see if they want to get the stuff from AO3 when they'll be hit with the abo Jesus story where he's all the designations cuz he says in the bible how he's the alpha and the omega. Like just make them regret wanting romance stories, because they'll learn some pretty nifty words (by nifty I mean psychologically damaging). Even in the sci-fi genre! :D And all the genres really! I'm just curious how much terribly written explicit fics AI would need to start making the most horrifying shit ever. In short, I wanna traumatise these people, even if it's just a funny thought I have to myself

I've also been mostly spending time doin the end of the year big project, the one I mentioned previously, and gotta say it actually kinda looks professional. Like it's rather cool to look at.

And on last Saturday I went to see the Minecraft movie, cuz one of my friends had free tickets so ya know, why not? Especially because there wasn't anything better. And now I'm trying to decide whether I enjoyed the movie, or if it was a shitshow. So far all I've got is: it was something

We've also went drinking afterwards to BarCraft, which is a cool place where you can play boardgames, video games, both on pc and console, and drink of course! And the drinks are inspired by book/movie/video game characters! :D It's a cool place. Even if we couldn't stay long, and even if I got really late that day. It was already dark out, and I'm terrified of the dark, haha. I'm kinda wonderin if it's a relatively mild phobia at this point :/

But anyway, enough said about me. How are you Sugars? You doin fine? I hope your week was as amazing as you actually are! (which is one the same level as how cool you think we are)

Now let the Sunray yap

Hi Sugarcookie! Great to see you! ^^

I'm incredibly saddened for all those people whose works were scraped by that person. It would be great if people didn't steeal others' hard work :(

Currently it also looks like I'm gonna start working from next week! I got my work clothes today amongst other things I had to do (like a lot of administrative stuff) and boy am I happy I went there with a backpack, cause I had room to put the clothes in. Even if it completely filled up the bag and was very heavy >~< I'm also incrediby nervous and feel like throwing up, haha...

And my brain is at it again trying to make me like a new AU it came up with after I woke up from my nap. Which is another annoying thing! I don't like napping, beccause I wake up tired, and quite grouchy (more like fussy), but for the past 2 days after getting home, showering and eating lunch my body just goes "A'ight, we clean, fed, and cozy, it is eepy time" Which I'd have no problem with. If I was either 4 or 84 and not in my twenties. -_-

I'm also very excited for Moongleam tomorrow! She'll finally be free from that awful school! :D

I'm also sorry I have no idea what to talk about.

I guess I'll talk a bit about one of my newer AUs a tiny bit. It's a TSAMS Gravity Falls AU with Eclipse and Lunar as the protagonist twins. I'm having fun with imagining those losers in scenes from the show, even if some will have to be changed up a bit to fit the characters better. Speaking of characters, I'm having so much trouble pairing SAMS (and TSBS in general) characters with characters from Gravity Falls (only the important ones, the others can be just background OCs or something).

(hi this is the next day now, we just got home from Moongleam's graduation a bit ago, and boy am I happy to be home finally)

So where was I? Oh yeah, so I need at least 10 people from the shows (though it would be best if they were mainly characters from the shows that have their lore close to SAMS seeing as that's the show I mainly watch, but it would be fun to have characters from the other shows cameo, but the problem with them is that I don't know their personalities, so at that point having OCs would be easier I guess)

Anyway, this morning I woke up and when I turned on my phone my screen was all messed up, like from the bottom up something weird was going on with it. Like the very bottom of it in a kind of diagonal area was completely black, covering like a bit over 50% of my keyboard, and completely not responding to my fingerprint to get unlocked, so I struggled writing in my password to unlock it (yayy muscle memory and kind of memorizing how the keyboard looks)

So immediately after Moongleam's graduation not far from her shcool our families did a little detour to shop for clothes for stuff. And my father took me to a shop there that has the same brand as my phone to see if they can fix it, cause when I first got it not long after it had to be taken to a mechanic and during that time this shop still did fixes, but now they said that basically nowhere but one place does this now. Kind of silver lining is that it wasn't that far from the restaurant where we had a reservation for lunch, so after that my father and I separated from the others, so they could go home, while him and I went to the mechanic to see if they could even fix it.

This is where I'd like to mention that throughout the day that blackness spread further up my phone's screen, so by the time we got to the mechanic I couldn't even tell what tthe time was, just guessing based off of the (barely visible) last digit of the minutes, and the very top of the first digit of the minutes. My older sisters even joked that it looked like a demonic virus spreading, and my little sister and Moongleam agreed that it kind of looks cool. And I also joked with Moongleam that, because between the still normal screen and the blackness the screen was actually a specific shade of purple, it looks like a Dark/Negative Star Power infection, lol (I'm crying/jk)

So yeah, dude at the mechanic shop thing said it is fixeable. But it won't be cheap, and I'll be without my phone for at least until next week's Friday (though that depends on a lot of stuff) and of course if they find any more damages they'll fix them and add it to the already moderately high price. Good thing I'll start working from Monday I guess, I'll be able to repay this to my parents, haha! (I'm not laughing)

I'm just happy I managed to save to somewhere at least all the TSAMS related notes in my phone's notes app, because like 90% of them are work in progress fics, and the other are (in some cases for lack of a better word) worldbuilding stuff for fics. And some other stuff.

And because of no phone I'm not even able to watch TSAMS, unless on my laptop, but that's uncomfy. (I was originally watching it on my tablet, but that one's ancient and youtube doesn't even work on it since like 2 or more years ago, so that's why i watch it on my phone)

So I'm kind of devastated, haha...

Anyway! Enough of me, your turn Sugars! Let's hear all the cool stuff amazing people like yourselves must be gettingg into! :D

[judaismandsuch]

On...This Nonsense

So, I saw this graph in a group I am a part of, and it is so increadibly wrong that I need to rant about it:

K, this is dumb for .... a lot of reasons. I am sure Muslims and Christians can see a load of issues that I can't, but that aint my focus.

I'm just going to talk about the Jewish religions, the flow, and use Christian and Muslim religions as comparisons.

First of all, the term of the parent religion: "Judaism". The term comes from "Judean" or basically members of the tribe of Judah.

The first definite use of it as a general term for Hebrews is in the Scroll of Esther where it calls Mordechai "a member of the tribe of Benyamin, a Jew" (paraphrased for clarity). That takes place around 480-350 BCE (scholars argue about which Emperor is the one mentioned).

(the term is used elsewhere/earlier, but usually a refrence to a member of the tribe of Judah, or else in a way that could go either way).

Now the reason I mention that, is because:

"Northern Tribal" would never have used the term, as they are from the ten lost tribes, and had a separate kingdom (Israel) VS Binyamin and Judah who had the southern kingdom (Judea).

Samaritans consider themselves to be descendants of the tribe of Manasheh and Ephraim, so wouldn't use the term either.

So the top religion should really be Bnei Ysrael, or Hebrew, or Isrealite.

Next: what the fuck is "Northern Tribal"? The split b/w the ten tribes and the 2 was political, not religious. They remained the same religion until they stopped existing/were lost/ the Samaritan split happened.

I even googled "Northern Tribal Judaism" (and variations) and couldn't find jack shit. It really shouldn't be on there.

Now, when/how Samaritanism and Judaism split is both a theological and historical debate. (to the point that talmudically there were issues with drawing lines between the 2). Hell, I have hear people use the term "Samaritan Jew" before. But tbh, it is innacurate, and insulting to both religions imo.

But either way the first split should be: Judaism-Samaritanism

On the same level in the chart it has Saducee, Pharisee, Eseen, and Christianity.

Which is bonkers. There were difference between the three groups, but they were not on the level of being schisms or seperate religions like christianity.

If you wanted to argue that they are, then Christianity would be descended from one of them (or all three). Because there wasn't a monolith religion for all 4 of them to come from. The split was there when Jesus was born.

So After Judaism you either have "Christianity" Or you have "Pharisee" "Saducee" "Essene" and then a line below you get christianity.

Next Line: "Karaite" "Orthodox" "Sephardic"

That is the most bat shit thing I have seen in my life.

First of all: "Sephardic" isn't a religious movement or theology. It is a culture and set of traditions. Putting it in a flowchart as its own heading, the same way Christianity and Islam do is insane.

Secondly, even if you do so, the others in the split should be: "Ashkenazi" "Temani" "Mizrachi" and a couple of others. not "Karraite" and "Orthdox" Next, while Karraite does deserve it's own spot (I can do a dive into the theology of it later) It Should be as a descendent of Pharisee with the other branch being Rabbinic.

Next: "Orthodox" with descendents of "reform" "conservative" etc.?

No! The term "Orthodox" exists as a counter to those! And only (until very recently) in Ashkenazi Judaism!

Now maybe the reason that they divided Sphardic it's own heading was to indicate that they don't have sects like the Ashkenazi do, but still, wtf?

And Splitting Hasidic that way? like it is equivalant to any of the splits in Christianity or Islam is batshit.

So really after "Rabbinic Judaism" you should get: "Ashkenazi Sectarianism" and "Not that"

And put all that shit under Ashkenazi Sectarianism.

Anyway, this graph sucks, Maybe I'll improve it later.

[kaz-rizzveld]

I just wanted to put in my 2 cents with season 4 of The Umbrella Academy.

Disclaimer: no hate please, this is my opinion!

SPOILERS AHEAD!!!

Starting off with the ending.

So what the actual fuck. One time I saw someone say back before the season came out that they did in fact think the show should end with all the siblings dying together and realizing there’s nothing they could do and someone else replied how weak that thinking is and I completely agree. (I believe the person who explained how that was weak was "mortal-song" here on tumblr, btw)

Anyway, if the show creators thought of this choice as another “tragic ending” that should have been written or a lesson that things don’t always end well, I get it from a standpoint of someone who thinks all outcomes should be portrayed in media, I just don’t agree that it was the right direction for this show. It’s literally become nothing more than a trend and people thinking they’re quirky and different by ending things badly with a handful of unexplained plot holes because they think they’re Shakespeare. I hate to be the one to tell you this, but you’re not. 

I also understand the idea that this is not a kids show and deep and sophisticated plot lines will be explored, so there should be no problem ending the show this way, right? Wrong again. I’m sick of the idea that because this show is for adults, that we can, and should, give it a tragic ending to communicate that things don’t always end well, no matter how hard you try and that’s such a dangerous message. I’ve also seen people talk about how the show is about coming together as a family and working through childhood trauma as now grown ass adults and that the final conclusions the characters came to is that “we’re the problem and we should give up and die.” This the complete wrong message on so many levels. The devolution of these complex characters and unnecessary romance storylines is so ridiculous (don’t even get me started on Five and Lila) and, quite frankly, insulting to the actors, but I’ll get into that in a minute.

My overall point is that the message and ending in general is absolutely WEAK. It’s rushed, sloppy, and weak. If we had to keep all of the other batshit crazy plot lines that don’t even make any sense, but ended the show differently, we could’ve ended the show with the characters allowing the world to end and them die because they believed that they would also make it to the next world, another motivating message that could’ve been explored, by the way. They could’ve ended out also alive and well in the fixed timeline, living their lives as regular people and healing together. Them literally dying and being erased from existence making the past three seasons pointless is just. Weak. 

Now onto the actors, especially Aidan because based on interviews, I feel like I relate to him and this is just what I feel I can speak to. !! Now I am not him, I do not know him, and I don’t know how he feels !! but if I played Five Hargreeves, if I grew as an actor playing such a complex character, and if I learned a lot about who I was and who the people around me were through my character and theirs, and then the writers completely changed who he is in so many ways, whether that’s selfishness, self pity, giving up, or being a complete home wrecker, I’d be quite upset. If I was in Aidan’s shoes, I’d be furious. That’s so insulting because he brought your character to life and explored a traumatic story for you and for viewers AND gave an absolutely amazing performance, and you go and do him like that…. That’s honestly just so odd of you and I feel bad for him and his costars for being insulted like that. 

I could talk about Ritu as well because as an actress she watched her co-star and friend grow up, and then you go and make her have a romantic relationship with him. I know they’re actors and it’s their job but that’s literally so odd. This mainly, but also other aspects of her character that I feel was completely different to who she was as a person in the last two seasons, is also very insulting to Ritu. Like just wow.

Some other smaller examples for the other actors:

It’s insulting to Tom that you reduced his character to a literal stripper and over the top golden retriever after he progressed and grew.

It’s insulting to David that you reduced his character to a “father” who isn’t doing his job well and in a highly broken marriage. Not to mention he was against the Lila and Five plot and you went and did it anyway.

It’s insulting to Emmy that she didn’t get to build on and explore a real or complex relationship with the people her character sacrificed everything for in the first place.

It’s insulting to Robert that you developed his character to someone sober and more mature, just to strip it away and reduce him back to season 1 him- someone the others can’t trust or take seriously, whether he’s drinking or a germaphobe, just for giggles. It wasn't funny by the way.

It’s insulting to Aidan that you reduced his character to a blind and selfish boy who betrayed his own brother and gave up on his family when that's literally the opposite of his character.

It’s insulting to Justin that you reduced his character to the monster he was afraid of becoming since the beginning and probably gave him false hope about being able to share a powerful message this season since he was supposed to be the focus.

It’s insulting to Elliot that though he was able to explore his character as a grown individual who stands up for himself to his father, that it was all for nothing, meant nothing in the long run.

It’s insulting to Ritu that her character development also meant nothing and her character was reduced to a messy adulterer and questionable mother.

It’s a bad and weak message to the audience and it’s a bad and weak message to the actors and it’s insulting to them that they had to communicate said message after all of this.

[thehollowstarsaga]

Hollow Star Saga Book Four Predictions

okay so since i've finished agasv it's time for my predictions for the next book:

the CeLeTheo polycule

so i remember Ashley mentioned that there's possibility for a polyam and the moment i heard that i was just immediately like, 'oh, they're definitely talking about Theo, Celadon and Lethe right?'

like i'm not the only one who thought Celedon and Theo had insane levels of chemistry in both agasv AND acafl???

and Celedon and Lethe are already super cute and canon by the end of agasv too??

I'd honestly love it if Lethe and Theo end up being into each other too like the dynamic sounds super fun.

anyway that's the prediction Celedon x Theo x Lethe is canon next book (i'm gonna look like such an idiot if i'm wrong)

2. dragon Theo???

now i'm not too sure about this one but maybe (just maybe) Theo's a dragon?

i remember i made this prediction all the way back when adahs was released and there was that random paragraph in the beginning on how people can be dragons without realizing it. i was like 'okay, so one of the characters we care about has to be a dragon right??'

by process of elimination i reached the conclusion that Theo was the dragon out of all of them.

i remember when we found out that his grand aunt is a dragon i freaked out like i was so proud of myself for reaching that conclusion cause there's a high chance that he inherited those traits.

buuuuuuuuuuuut i'm not too sure whether that's actually going to be explored or bought up or even be true in the next book so this is a very tentative theory.

3. if Riadne dies, then who's killing her?

okay so i'm not too confident about this because i don't actually know if Riadne will die in book 4, at least in the traditional sense. but if it does happen the potential candidates are;

Theo: NO LISTEN I'M NOT BEING BIASED ACTUALLY FR HEAR ME OUT; Theo wants to rule over seelie summer, and if i'm not mistaken you need to defeat the existing head in order to do that so... maybe? admittedly its not very likely though cause there aren't enough emotional stakes. unless Riadne just murders his parents or smth in the first half lmao. i'll say 5% chance

Arlo: since we're talking about murdering parental figures... yeah. i'd say there's like a 10% chance that it's Arlo who kills Riadne maybe?

Celadon: 25% chance it'll be Celadon simply for the emotional stakes... and murdering parental figures. but actually if we're talking about someone who needs to stab their mom in order to get over their mommy issues...

Vehan: him having some kind of arc in which he's vaguely unhinged would go so hard. sadly, however, it probably won't happen. he's still most likely to kill Riadne at 50% chance, because the angst would be so good.

others: this is just me covering up my tracks in case my top guesses are wrong so that i don't look like a total idiot. Lethe, Nausicaa and Aurelian take up the remaining 10%. although i seriously doubt it'll be any of them. if it is though, Lethe's most likely to and Aurelian's least likely to.

honestly the more i think about it Riadne probably won't be killed by someone else. either she'll manage to get herself killed in her quest for power or she won't die at all. it doesn't feel like all the loose ends would be tied up if she did (watch as she dies at the hands of someone i didn't mention on this list.)

5. Vehan does some insane shit

this actually isn't me pushing my let Vehan go batshit crazy agenda. i mean insane as in he's going to have a major battle or show off some huge feat of power.

extra points if it happens in front of Riadne.

i think the best case scenario is a Riadne vs Vehan fight scene.

6. Who's the big bad?

see this is more of a discussion than a prediction cause i know Riadne's our main antagonist but i feel like there might be an overarching one as well.

easiest answer to this is Cosmin, and honestly, yeah it probably is him. however, Luck seems like they have a good head on them and that they might stop him from doing anything that would harm Arlo, so i actually think that maybe, just maybe it's someone else.

Fate, maybe? i'm not sure, but it seems we don't like them.

it could be another one of the titans but i'm not too sure they'd introduce a completely new major antagonist by the fourth book.

7. Theo has a bigger role.

there's no evidence no nothing i'm just manifesting stfu

[animehouse-moe]

Chainsaw Man Chapter 145: Chainsaw Man War

What an insane chapter. Fujimoto knows how to do things, I'll give him that. Absolutely batshit idea that's exactly what Part 2 needed, and further exposes some crazy ideas and theories. No time to waste, so much to talk about!

First of all is Yoshida's line to Asa. Super interesting to see that Yoshida most likely encouraged Asa to join the Chainsaw Man Church. For what reason I'm not entirely sure, but it's possible that it has something to do with getting info out of Fami.

Moving on, Barem's devil talk got me extremely excited because they explicitly mentioned my Desire Devil theory. The big thing though is that the Devil's name isn't Desire, but rather, it's Fire.

So, you might be thinking, how does that make sense? Well, I think it's a rather plain idea. Desire is a synonym of passion, and you commonly hear the phrase "a burning passion". The idea is that the Fire devil is able to shape that desire. At least, that's what I think.

What's more interesting here though is that Fire is most likely a primal devil, meaning that they were called upon, most likely be Fami once more. Any primal devil's existence on Earth has been called upon by Fami, so I'm incredibly curious to see what the method is. At the very least though, we know that the King of Terror in the prophecy will appear in a similar fashion to how Falling did.

Anyways, keeping the ball rolling, we find out that 350,000 people have been turned into Chainsaw Devils, and that a war between humanity and Chainsaw Man will begin.

Immediately, it clicks into place. Fami's goal for isolating and belittling Denji as Chainsaw Man was to ensure that he could do nothing to sway the public's view of Chainsaw Man. She needed a blank slate, an image that she could shape in her own way to be able to execute on this.

The question is, what was Yoshida's play in all of this? He too forced Denji away from Chainsaw Man, disallowing the use of the form. Given the lack of knowledge from public safety members such as Mifune or Katana Man, it's hard to really know what's going on. Could it be that Yoshida/Kishibe are operating on a different level from the rest of the special division?

Speaking of them, this panel is so incredibly funny to me. Katana Man just had a dream come true as a crowd of Chainsaw Men appeared in front of him.

And last but not least, the King of Terror, the Death Devil. No surprise there, really. Does make the idea of Yoshida being the Death Devil a little more farfetched (not impossible) though.

What I think is super interesting here though is the fact that now all four horsemen will exist on Earth. Is it possible that the act of all 4 appearing is what is drawing the world closer to an end? Or is it just the fact that the Death Devil is that dangerous? It's hard to really know what Fujimoto's going to do with that. What we do know Fujimoto will do though, is that he'll be cooking up one hell of a next chapter now that we're on a biweekly schedule for the follow up. Cannot wait to see what he manages to deliver.

[historicalasiandramas]

Alchemy of Souls - ep 2

This guy: You are gonna be the one to unlock the seal on my magic! Because your eyes are beautiful! But just your eyes.

And ofc the childhood love is the serious one. "Don't speak ill of the dead, even if she was an assassin." Very chivalrous of him!

I like how the servant that came to fetch the other two absolutely did not care that Mudeok and Uk are still there. Even though it was previously a TOP SECRET room moments ago. Do they not care because Naksu's body is gone and the assassins were able to break through the barrier?

Cho Yeon is really pretty! I like how respectful even the older men were to her. That means that she's powerful. And also Jang Uk's ex-fiancee. Ofc. My lady, I implore you to get better taste. The male leads are always garbage in the first few eps and Jang Uk is no exception. He doesn't care about anything but unlocking his magic, and is arrogantly sure of his rank as he repeatedly tells Mudeok that nobody would dare harm him.

Anyway! I love how Mudeok and Uk are just saying that she's Naksu Out Loud and in the open, where anyone could overhear. The spell that sniffed out the other spirit assassin is still active, so naturally Mudeok is its next target. In her current body, there's no way she'd be able to outrun it, so Uk destroys the Gwigu. It's a family heirloom and priceless spiritual artifact so Uk is severely punished by his uncle.

The summer themed kid who looks like a Kpop idol then appears to tell Mudeok all about how Uk broke off his engagement to Yeon. Sir,,, why are you airing your bro's dirty laundry? These first two eps are really gunning for "this guy is garbage". You don't have to try so hard! I believe you and don't like him :)

You can tell these are the bad guys because of the eyeliner and misuse of purple. The Assistant Gwanju's (who is also Naksu's teacher) outfit is particularly horrendous!

Uk and Mudeok meet eyes over her burning corpse which is honestly such a wild idea for a shot. He returns her sword, but she's unable to unsheathe it at her current power level. It recognized Naku's soul, but the sword was like "try again after leveling up, n00b." Upon realizing that she's powerless, Uk tells her that she's useless to him and that she should just live is Mudeok.

"I'd rather die."

"Be my guest." And so Mudeok immediately throws herself into the lake instead of having to live as a pleb. MOOD. But as she sinks, guess what unlocks! HER SWORD! It was really badass to see Naksu able to access her full power, but it seems it was only because of the spiritual energy of the lake. When not in contact with that much energy, she returns to Mudeok's powerlessness.

After being brought back to Seongrim's clinic, Mudeok concocts a batshit plan: she poisons Uk and tells the elders that if they want to save him, they'll have to open his spiritual gate. She really said, "If you're such hot shit like you keep telling me, they'll treat you like it. If not, we're both dead."

I'm sure that it won't be easy for either of them to unlock their true potential but I can't think about that rn. All I can think about is how sexy Mudeok looks as she smirks, covered in blood.

[lych33dragoncookie]

Oh, right, I almost forgot to comment on this.

Admittedly quite sad that they're leaving all but 2 of the ol classics behind (Seriously, how did Creme Brulee make it in over Werewolf or Vampire? Who even likes that guy?), and my most passionate picks are unavailable because they're legendary/ancient/etc, so... Not that many options.

But, I know who I'd pick, right off the bat. On a purely aesthetic level I do prefer Prune Juice because feminine men make my brain go haywire, but honestly I'm not even remotely invested in him. Fun enough personality, not someone I'd marry at all. Affogato is cute and he's a really fun character with petty but entertaining motivations but... Eh. He's not exactly my type.

Nah. My pick is undoubtedly him.

He may not give me the same rabid reaction that PV does, or have anything particularly freaky going on that I really like (on a superficial level, anyways), but he's a pathetic little man who's kinda just desperate for validation and recognition and frankly, he's just cute. I love his eyelashes, his hair, his whiny pretentious personality, he's the best kind of evil mini-boss henchman (right next to the Starscream archetype, obviously. Snakefruit and presumably later on Shadow Milk <3). I think I could fix him. Babygirl I can't give you power but I can give you everything else Dark Enchantress does but better. You like a woman who will step on you I can provide that way better than she ever could.

... Anyways if they included legendary equivalents in the vote I'd go Millie without hesitation. Or PV if they limit it to only ones that have released. Alas... Maybe some other time. They both make me batshit insane in different ways.

[rjjameshiii]

RJ's Platinum Collection #10: Tekken 7

Achieved on 9/6/2022 at 7:42 PM

I have always been a huge fan of the Tekken series. Something about how batshit insane this series is, and how it takes all of its crazy stuff completely seriously, appeals to me in a big way. Plus I love all of the characters, which is rare to say for a fighting game series. So I decided that Tekken 7 would make a good next platinum for me.

I can't even begin to explain Tekken's lore and story. You probably have to watch a YouTube video explaining it.

But anyway!

The first obvious step to get the Platinum is to first play through the game's story mode, including the Special Chapter you unlock after beating the regular story, which netted me ten trophies including some miscellaneous trophies I managed to get while playing the main story.

1/43: You Think You're Tougher Than Me? - Finished the Prologue of the main story.

2/43: Elegance At Its Purest - Triggered 10 screws.

3/43: Power Is Everything! - Dealt 10 power crushes.

4/43: Let's Do This! - Finished Chapter 1 of the main story.

5/43: There's Nowhere To Run. Give Up! - Dealt 10 homing attacks.

6/43: You Challenge Me?! - Finished Chapter 8 of the main story.

7/43: I Can't Accept This Fate - Finished Chapter 13 of the main story.

8/43: It's Time For You To Meet Your End! - Watched the Epilogue of the main story.

9/43: It's Just Business - Obtained a total of over 5,000,000 gold.

10/43: Master Of Iron Fist - Finished the Special Chapter of the Main Story.

Side note, the Special Chapter is extremely hard. It took me quite a bit of time to beat, so be warned.

Next up I decided to tackle the Character Episodes. These are short, one-fight mini stories, one for each of the game's roster of fighters. You only need to beat 10 of these Character Episodes to get the trophies, but I played all of them anyway just for fun.

11/43: I Demand To Know The Truth! - Finished three Character Episodes.

12/43: Lightning Of Fate - Finished 10 Character Episodes.

After doing this, I decided to play the game's Arcade Mode with several of my favorite characters for awhile. I managed to get a few more trophies while playing Arcade Mode, including the ones for beating Devil Kazumi and Akuma (yes, Akuma from Street Fighter is in this game) as the final boss of Arcade Mode.

13/43: You Fought Well - Achieved a great victory.

14/43: Fear My Wrath - Beat Devil Kazumi in an Arcade Battle or a Special Match in Treasure Battle.

15/43: Crushing Impact! - Performed a balcony-breaking move.

16/43: Don't Take It Personally - Achieved a perfect victory.

17/43: The Prosperous Inevitably Decline - Beat Akuma in an Arcade Battle or a Special Match in Treasure Battle.

From this point on I got a few trophies specifically using YouTube video guides to get them, because I wasn't sure how I would get them naturally. However, I also got more trophies that were natural by continuing to have fun in Arcade Mode and Treasure Battle.

18/43: Please Don't Tell My Father - Reached the deepest part of the Jungle Outpost stage.

19/43: Anger Of The Beast - Dealt an overall total of 1,000 damage while in Rage Mode.

20/43: I'll Kick Your Butt To Hell And Back! - Dealt 70+ damage in an air combo.

21/43: Instant Annihilation - Won three times consecutively in Treasure Battle.

22/43: Destructive Drive - Performed a floor-breaking move.

23/43: Stun Gun! - Snatched victory from the jaws of defeat 5 times with a Rage Art.

24/43: Going Somewhere? - Reached the bottom floor of the Forgotten Realm stage.

25/43: Just Relax, You Can Do It - Perform three 10-hit combos.

At this point I decided I would tackle Treasure Battle head-on. Treasure Battle is a special mode where you pick one character and play through an unending series of fights against other characters in order to win prizes in Treasure Boxes, with your character leveling up with each victory, with your opponents also getting stronger and stronger. I needed to keep going through Treasure Battle with my chosen (and favorite) character Lili until I got Lili all the way up to the rank of Warrior, and gotten at least fifty prizes from my battles. It took several hours of play, but I managed to level up Lili and become an excellent fighter.

26/43: This Should Be Fun - Got promoted to 1st Dan.

27/43: We Settle This Now! - Dealt 20 Rage Arts.

28/43: Cool! - Obtained 20 treasure boxes.

29/43: Overdrive! - Dealt 10 Rage Drives.

30/43: Sturdy And Indestructible - Blocked 5 Rage Arts.

31/43: Your Technique Is Impressive - Got promoted to Initiate.

32/43: Excellent - Obtained a total of over 10,000,000 gold.

33/43: Roar! (Nice Moves!) - Get promoted to Brawler.

34/43: Wow, I'm Pretty Strong! - Won three special matches in Treasure Battle.

35/43: I've Finally Found You - Obtained 50 treasure boxes.

36/43: Don't Hold Anything Back - Defeated 20 opponents of a higher rank.

37/43: Hot-Blooded Fighter - Got promoted to Warrior.

Next up were the trophies I was dreading....ONLINE BATTLES.

I like Tekken but I am not anywhere near good enough at the game to be a threat in Online. I'm basically a button masher. I only needed to fight in at least 10 games overall, but also while winning a ranked match, a player match, and a battle in a tournament. This took me an embarrassing amount of time. In fact, I only managed to get one of those wins because I sent my opponent a chat basically begging them to let me win for the trophy, and they were nice enough to agree.

Thank you internet stranger, you were very nice.

Anyway, I did eventually get all of the online trophies, and I promptly never touched that mode again.

38/43: Yeah! I Did It! - Won a ranked match online.

39/43: Not Bad - Won a player match online.

40/43: Okay! I'm Ready! - Won a battle in an online tournament.

41/43: Come And Get Some, I Dare You! - Fought 10 online battles.

And now I only had one more trophy to get, but it was the one I really wished I didn't have to. Basically, I needed to go into Practice Mode and use my character to beat up the other character until I had gotten 50,000 damage. This took me less than an hour but it was very boring. However, I got it, and then the much more satisfying platinum trophy!

42/43: No Pain, No Gain - Dealt 50,000 damage in Practice Mode.

43/43: I'll Get Everything Back! - Acquired all the trophies.

Tekken is one of the most fun fighting game franchises I've played. I definitely think everyone should play it. It may seem daunting, but Tekken is also very easy to platinum compared to games like Mortal Kombat and Street Fighter.

Rating: 10/10

[avonsdrabbles]

Hi! I seem to have rambled on to your blog

Weird question! How did you get into (if you ever did) examining and taking apart literature?

For us it's Merlin BBC cuz nothing new has come out for it in over a decade. It's 5 seasons long but at some point you just run out of content but yk, still wanting to talk about it we started drawing on narrative themes picking apart and inspecting the dialogue to figure out each character's intention. I'm glad to say it held up really well

& we're asking people whom have interacted with the degree that forces literature upon you how they started cuz it's interesting

On ask? On my main? It's more likely than you'd think--

Anyways, hi, love the snakes, love the planet, love the ask! It's unsurprisingly a little complicated for me, so bear with me.

I knew I liked English in middle school, but that wasn't dissecting text, that was writing. But that's where a love for language formed, and I started writing more and more. Back then, tho, I HATED dissecting literature, because it felt so pointless. "What did the author mean by this?" I don't know, I can't ask them, Margie! Ugh.

But then, I had the worst English teacher in my entire life in high school. She was, simply put, batshit. She rambled on and on about how fairies were going to take her soul and stole kids things, how cameras were the work of the devil and could also take your soul, how English would heal people's souls...

Really obsessed with souls ngl. Bit weird.

Anyways -- she was god awful. And she changed the curriculum multiple times so we could read what she wanted. The year I was supposed to read Romeo and Juliet, we read Midsummer Nights Dream instead. And by god, everything this woman said pissed me the fuck off. SHE FOCUSED ON THE IMABS? IMABIC PENTAMETERS???? I'm sorry, woman, can we discuss the puns here?! Can we discuss the authorial context of Shakespeare making this play within a play something commoners could enjoy while mocking nobility and the scandals at play, while (sorry, foaming at the mouth in rage and lust over literature).

Needless to say, I dove straight in. I'm one of the lucky ones who could understand Shakespeare without trying. It didn't take any energy on my part to parse the iambs, and I found a lot of beauty in the poetic nature of it all.

The next year, I was ready to fight, but I promptly had the best English teacher of my entire life, the one who taught me more about teaching than anyone else, and who I cite as the reason I became an English teacher. And she really fucking opened my eyes to the intricacies of subjectiveness in English. See, I'm a very stubborn person, and I'm very my-way-or-the-highway. I used to be very mathmatically inclined because there's only one right answer. Sure, you can get that answer a lot of different ways, but only one thing is right. English frustrated me because it seemed like I could say any fucking bullshit and have someone nod and say "Profound."

This is the teacher that taught me that's a feature, not a bug.

Through a little something called Waiting For Godot.

It is, by far, the worst play I've read. It's also my favorite. What sort of 10th grader gets to read an analysis of God that features pet play BDSM? THIS one. (This was also outside of the standard curriculum, but it was the end of the year, so all bets were off I guess).

This was the play where we dove in, read it, and without any discussion of the play, had to write an essay about the theme the author was presenting. All of us felt so lost. The symbolism didn't make any sense. There seemed to be no theme, beyond maybe "Waiting for someone who will never come is painful."

And then, the day before we had to write the essay... We had a substitute, following her lesson plans, and he was one of my favorite SEIAs (special ed instructional assistants). He was the exact same level of batshit as I am.

He SLAMMED his hand on the whiteboard, stared at us as we looked back in shock, and screamed, "ABORTION." He then went into a 40 minute diatribe about how the author of the text was very clearly explaining pro-life VS pro-choice mentality, leaning pro-life, but conversely making a pro-choice argument through the use of the discussion of Christian free will. He used sources. He used text evidence. By the end of the talk, all of us were nodding, clapping, acknowledging that he HAD to be correct!

And he stopped, stared at us, and laughed. "That was all bullshit."

He'd pulled it all out of his ass. And it made perfect sense to us all.

That's when I figured out that literature is what YOU make of it. Literature is all about interpretation; sure, there's tropes to follow that help guide our interpretations, but at the end of the day, words mean whatever you think they mean.

THAT'S what got me into lit analysis.

(And, oddly, homestuck)

[jackverdis]

So also like. Gender is weird. Like, really weird. Finally got a therapist in the first place, who is fully not prepared for my shit... and what exactly did I expect in the red-painted middle of fucking nowhere? Even the only queer center in town offered group therapy :) like thanks I personally know every NB over 30 within two counties :) what you have there is baby gays and teens :) which are nice but imma end up mentoring them and not finding out shit about myself :) but go off I guess. Also it would be in the middle of D&D night (guess how I know every NB over 30 within two counties).

Anyway the ongoing situation is that I've always been a Noticably Gender sort of person since puberty, very much "if you actually try to cosplay as a binary it will look very stupid" levels of stuff. And yeah, yeah, I know, do whatever you want, but I'm also kind of trying to have a career right now. Um. The doctors have finally found 0.3 grams of taking me seriously.

I've been prescribed Estrogen and Progesterone.

Which. Hey, what the fuck. I have apparently unlocked the super secret cheaterpants gender levels of Cis NB and AFAB trans fem. What. The fuck.

And it's so about to get so much messier because uhhh funny story I've never had dysphoria in my fucking life UNTIL I TOOK THAT SHIT. It's crazy making. I catfished my ex to find out why we broke up (two years later and I wasn't sure). I ran off to the next state with some slut (affectionate) and considered calling into work for a few days and then I had to anyway because my old ass car broke down. Cried a lot. Hated myself and my life and everything I've worked so hard for. Bled on a lot of shit because 85% of the time I DON'T and I was not equipped for that level of carnage.

Stopped taking them and everything was fine again.

But, since I don't have a real, hormonal gender? I'm going to die. Of cancer.

Neat, right? So can I.... go the other way? Maybe try just a little bit of T to see if I go batshit banana pants that way too?

No. I cannot. Not in my state. Because the qualifying condition is "wanting to be a man" and I don't? Especially? I'm more in the camp "fuck it, I'm three quarters of the way there anyway, and clearly horrible at being a girl to exactly no one's great surprise"... but that doesn't count.

So, here we are. I'm turning into a drug dealer at this point, because who the fuck treats autism with Vyvanse? That and the estrogen are paying off the new, less broken car.

Also I guess I have some new tags to hang out in.