#this is actually my comfort movie

[omnisiash]

I maybe unwell I'm watching x men first class for about the 13th time now I keep giggling over these gay guys, Erik is soo me (severely mentally troubled and insanely gay and in love with Charles) also Charles is like the prettiest man I've laid eyes upon I'm giggling and twirling my hair, I keep pointing out tiny details to my siblings and everytime I mention Charles I will get called gay send immediate help

[ryssbelle]

Inspired by these comics by @zivazivc and this comic by @chongotheartist

This has been chilling in my mind since I first saw ZivaZivcs comic and I finally got the energy to make it XD

[s0fter-sin]

the 141 recovering brainwashed!soap but he’s just a shell of his former self; never speaking, never moving without orders. he never even blinks; just stares straight ahead with his unnatural green eyes.

empty.

but ghost can't accept that.

price and gaz can't stand watching ghost torture himself day after day; visiting soap in his cell for hours at a time, trying anything he can think of to bring back his sergeant.

he shows him pictures of the 141 but soap thinks he's being given targets and moves to eliminate them before ghost stops him. he brings him his journal, tries to trigger his innermost thoughts and feelings he never shared with any of them, but after he reads it, soap summarises it like he's giving a mission briefing. impersonal.

cold.

it's late when ghost finally calls it; low and defeated after another long day of being stared at with eyes that don't see him. he isn't thinking when he pulls his mask off and harshly scrubs over his face, grinding his palm into his eye.

"don't worry, johnny; we're still fixin' each other's problems," he promises, little more than a whisper as he tries to summon the energy to leave johnny behind. again.

he pushes himself to his feet, his hand on the door handle when-

"what's my problem?"

ghost freezes, something like grief - something achingly closer to hope - chilling him. he slowly turns and though soap is still starring ahead, there's a faint light in his altered green eyes.

"the mask," he forces out. "take it off."

he knows there's no way to remove the mask - the muzzle - from his sergeant's face. it's too high-tech, even for them; the biometric scanner too advanced for any bypass they know of.

it's just another way he's failed him; bringing him home still bound in their enemy's chains.

soap- jolts; a sharp, almost painful looking flinch jerking his body.

"show my face?" and his voice has changed; no longer the monotone delivery that's haunted ghost's every waking moment.

it's smaller. uncertain. recollection of a memory half-destroyed.

"yes, johnny," he breathes.

soap moves unprompted for the first time since they found him; running his finger along the edge of the muzzle where his skin bulges from the pressure, half-visible scars hidden beneath the harsh metal.

"ugly," he murmurs.

ghost immediately shakes his head, almost stumbling back to the table; haphazardly throwing his mask on it. "quite the opposite," he insists.

it doesn't matter if he has no lower jaw left at all; johnny could never be ugly in his eyes.

agonisingly slowly, soap's eyes shift to the mask. he takes in the balaclava and hard shell skull like for all the times he's looked at it since his rescue, he never truly saw it. his lids fall in less of a blink and more stage curtains closing; slow, heavy, requiring effort and no small amount of strength to open once more

"good... to see you again..." he trails off, his hand shifting up to the top of his shaved head; nails digging unforgivingly into his scalp

"simon," ghost finishes for him; that horrid grieving hope tearing at his heart

soap's fingers flex and a drop of blood trails down his forehead, over the ridge of his nose to catch on the muzzle. "s-simon..."

his nails dig deeper, the drop falling to the table just to be followed by more and ghost aches to stop him but he's terrified to interrupt him. terrified to lose him now when he's so close to something.

soap's bloodied nails scratch down the crown of his head, following the line of his stolen mohawk until they come to rest on the back of the muzzle and ghost's heart drops.

they can’t get it off.

they can't get it off and he doesn't know how to explain that to soap; doesn't know if he can stomach watching soap pull at the monstrosity holding him captive, the inevitable bloodbath as the edges cut into his skin.

"show my face," soap repeats.

"johnny..." ghost begins weakly, reaching out to him but he doesn't know how, doesn't know if he even should-

the muzzle clatters onto the table.

the biometrics they couldn't bypass, the fingerprint they needed that they were so sure belonged to makarov.

it belonged to soap.

how cruel to torture him with freedom he didn't understand he could take; didn't even understand he could want.

just the kind of sick game makarov loves.

ghost doesn't know what's louder; his heart pounding in his ears or the long, uninhibited breath soap takes.

his eyes fall shut as he leans his head back with it, the blood still dripping down his face as he straightens through his exhale. his lower jaw is a mess of scars where he fought against the previous iterations of the muzzle, the corners of his lips cut through and cracked.

but the green in his eyes is duller; that light sparking brighter as blue struggles to break through the glow.

ghost's never seen anything so beautiful.

"good to see you again, johnny."

[mattymartin]

SCORE: A HOCKEY MUSICAL (2010) ↳ Directed by Michael McGowan | Starring Noah Reid, Olivia Newton-John, Nelly Furtado, and Wayne Gretzky's Dad?!?

[witchysolfan]

“He’s my cat! He’s not God’s cat! Let God have his own cat! Let God have all the damn old cats He wants, and kill them all! Church is mine!” ~Pet Sematary by Stephen King

[darlingdespairstims]

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CG! Batman Stimboard

For me :3

🦇-🍪-🦇

🖤-🍼-🖤

🦇-🍪-🦇

✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧

[dewwshi]

we'll be there! 💖

[lameotello]

The Hobbit book is less gay than the movie, but I still greatly enjoy the relationship between Thorin and Bilbo in the book. When Thorin smiles all proud while locked up in an Elven dungeon, noting how much he's come to care for and respect Bilbo? Yeah that does things to my heart

[puhpandas]

Vanessa with Afton as her legal, unwanted tainted name, Shelly as her forced name as a cover, and Schmidt as her chosen name and the one she really feels comfortable with after finding a family in Mike and Abby

[tearlessrain]

oh god I found a secret third version of the linguini incident. on tubi naturally. I know what I'm doing this evening.

[shunin-gumis]

(Not) Lonely SANTA's Mission - Track EP

Seasonal Event: Christmas 2024

Finally, the nagishuu chapter... If possible, do try to read the translation alongside the in-game chapter so see Nagi's expressions change in real time.

Location: HAMA House - Living Room

Tao: *sigh* I’m back… 

Nagi: Welcome back, Tao. Thank you for taking the time to help despite the cold outside.

Raito: Oh? Where’s Kuguri?

Tao: Don’t ask me. I left him behind.

Tao: I tried contacting him through the headset but got no response. We handed the present over to Murakumo-san with no problems, though, so rest assured.

Liguang: You must have been troubled, Kinouchi. But I appreciate it all the same.

Tao: I mean, he’s always like that.

Nagi: With this, we can finally say Mission Santa: Complete.

Nagi: I wouldn’t have been able to pull this off by myself. Please accept these bath bombs as a present from me.

Nagi: Tao, thank you for lending me your strength as part of Team Noel.

Tao: Ahaha, you’re welcome.

Nagi: Kuguri-san might not be here but… I’m happy he helped out too. I’ll make sure to give him his present later.

Nagi: Raito-san, you had to run around HAMA for my sake as part of Team Ginger, thank you for your help. HAMA Nice Ramen.

Raito: HAMA Nice Ramen, too! Feel free to call me anytime you need my help, or my cooking.

Liguang and Nagi: …… 

Liguang: (The night felt long, and yet it passed in the blink of an eye…)

Nagi: Liguang-san, about what you wrote on this card… 

Liguang: Hm?

Nagi: “No man is a failure who has friends.” I think I would’ve given up again if it weren’t for this.

Liguang: “Again?”

Nagi: I’m used to not having my wishes granted. That I’d dare wish for something beyond my reach… It’d only be natural that it would slip through my fingers. 

Liguang: Beyond your reach, huh… 

Nagi: I was lucky to have you advise me. Having such admirable people who’d lend me a hand is the best gift of all.

Nagi: Since you helped me out yet again, I’ll redouble my efforts to repay you starting from tomorrow. I’m willing to do anything from wake-up calls to shoulder massages—

Liguang: That won’t be necessary… I’ll admit, I enjoyed myself as well.

Liguang: Hachinoya. It’s not so bad to have more people to treasure.

*Liguang leaves*

Nagi: Ah… I can feel it.

Nagi: (The arrival of happiness.)

Location: HAMA House - Terrace

*winds blowing*

Nagi: Brr…Cold… Good, this is exactly what I need. 

Nagi: (First, I’ll sit down on a chair covered in snow.)

Nagi: (And now… to dump some of this snow down my shirt…)

*Nagi shivers*

Nagi: …! …!!

Nagi: O-O-Okay— 

Nagi: (That should keep the Yajirobe in balance for the time being.)

Nagi: *sigh* …My sinuses hurt… 

Nagi: (Oh… There are lights on in the mansion across from here…)

Nagi: A Frame of Happiness: “Houses Lit Up at the Dawn of Christmas”... Card captured.

Nagi: …… 

Nagi: “The Department Store on Christmas Day.”

Nagi: “Family Car Packed Tight on Christmas Day.” “Christmas Trees and Ornaments that Reappear Annually.”

Nagi: (I love this season. Everyone gets to experience a Christmas miracle, just like in the movies. I can’t help but share in the happiness, even if it’s just leftovers from other people.)

Nagi: “A Family Crossing the Road, Huddled Together Like Penguins.” “A Baby Swaddled in the Backseat of a Car.”

Nagi: “Breaths that Mist Together.”

Nagi: (In the space between myself and the scenery in front of me, I can see an outline of what could have been, if I had a family of my own…)

Nagi: Yep. As I thought, I can’t help but feel uneasy when I don’t have someone I can impose my excess happiness onto.

Nagi: (I should try and remember how I got by before I met the Chief, instead of just sitting around and tracing the patterns formed by other people’s families.)

Nagi: Phew… 

~~~

???: Nagi-kun?

Nagi: …Chief?

Chief: What are you doing out here, so early in the morning?

Nagi: I could ask you the same thing. I thought you’d be arriving later since you were with your family.

Chief: Erm… 

Chief: (I can’t very well tell him that I regretted not making sure of what his plans were for Christmas Eve… And that I cut my plans short to come back early—) 

Chief: My brother had something come up, so we decided to part ways sooner than expected.

Nagi: I see. I guess that can happen some years, since you know you have the next year, and the year after that to— 

Chief: —So, what brought you out here now?

Chief: (I was worried whether Nagi-kun’s past might cause him to have mixed feelings about this season… Is that why he’s awake so early in the day?)

Nagi: I couldn’t keep up with my debt of happiness, so I’ve been using the cold and the snow to keep my Yajirobe in check.

Chief: …So that means you’re not out here because you’re sad, or lonely, right?

Nagi: Huh? Yeah.

Chief: Thank goodness…! That means you’re happy enough that it’s actually turned into a debt, huh!

Nagi: …Yeah.

Nagi: Oh, right. Welcome home, Chief.

Chief: Yeah! I’m glad to be back!

Nagi: …… 

Chief: (I’m relieved. He looks like he’s in a good mood.)

Chief: Right! I’ve brought you back a souvenir as a Christmas present!

Nagi: This is… A huggable koala doll?

Chief: Yeah! These were handcrafted by an artisan, each and every one having a unique face!

Chief: So I splurged and got one for everyone at HAMA Tours… I couldn’t help but think this little one here has a face that kinda looks like yours.

Nagi: There’s no way I look this pretty… 

Chief: Here, I’ll put it on your finger.

Chief: Merry Christmas, Nagi-kun!

Nagi: —....

Nagi: (“The Reassuring Feeling of a Koala’s Hug.” …This is the strongest card.)

Nagi: …This is dangerous.

Chief: Huh?

Nagi: If I didn’t already have a gift on hand, I’d be worried that HAMA House would explode on the spot. Bombed, even.

Chief: A bomb?

Nagi: Merry Christmas, Chief. This is my present for you.

Nagi: It’s a bath bomb. You can use it next time you take a long soak in the bath.

Chief: Oh wow, thank you…! 

Nagi: …… 

Nagi: (Wait. What if my shoddy handicraft is making her cringe on the inside… I mean, that’d go for everyone else too.)

Nagi: (Maybe I should just take them all back before everyone wakes up—)

Chief: The smell of flowers and soap is really comforting, just like you, Nagi-kun!

Nagi: …!

Nagi: Oh, um, I tried choosing flowers that’d suit everyone individually…. 

Chief: What! That’s really impressive!! 

Akuta: WOOOOAHHHH, WHAT THE HECK IS THIS—!! SANTA!? IS SANTA ACTUALLY FOR REAL!?

Ushio: SO FUCKING LOUD!! Can you NOT shout right in my ear first thing in the morning!? How has your throat not gone to hell by now!?

Chief: …Huh? Why’s it so noisy inside?

Chief: Let’s go back in for now. We should ask them what happened!

Chief: C’mon Nagi-kun! Christmas is about to start!

Nagi: …Ah, yeah.

Nagi: (Does this mean… I finally get to peek into the other side of “Houses Lit up at the Dawn of Christmas?”)

Nagi: (What a wonderful Christmas this turned out to be…)

Note:

The flower used in the bath bomb Nagi made for the Chief are red tulips, which in flower language can have the meanings "love's confession" and "gratitude for family."

~~~

Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did 😭

I will be unprofessional in the tags as usual!!

Event Masterpost

[rainingincale]

movie gifs tag! I was tagged by @midsummersmorn and @zukotheartist

rules: without naming them, post a gif from 10 of your favourite films and tag 10 people to do the same!

I am tagging @stardivingsea @thomaskong @radiohour @h-isforhome @flodaya @1997eitheror @mostlykind @alexintheshadow @therumoursaretrue @hoeranghae and anyone else that sees this and wants to do it! Also feel free to ignore

[whack-patty]

Ok ok so like jash - Jhonny x ash

And nooshy x ash ? Also very iconic in the fandom -

They all hang out

[skunkes]

[thr4shit]

Finished that Alex Kralie WIP I was talking about!!!

Took me around... 5 or 6 hours I wanna say? But I wasn't keeping track...

All of Humanity has been Judged

(cw for blood!!)

(with and without text versions!)

I also made this version where he had this crown of thorns thing going on... and that one looked KINDA like this:

(I deleted the original layer way too early on so, I couldn't get the ORIGINAL crown/what it looked like)

Although I was unsure if I wanted to keep it that way, so I didn't put it in my "true" final version, I guess?

I might remake the crown and post that version later, but for now this is the result.

[mechanical-aristocrat]

[OOC:]

Okay I think I'm ready to talk about that leaked light cone now:

I can criticize the potential continuity error it creates all I want, but god fucking damn it this image is too compelling for me to be even a little bit angry.

THIS is how you do a fucking light cone, THIS is how you take advantage of the inherently interesting concept behind them to deliver a deeper level of characterization. Very few other light cones in the game do that anywhere near as well as this one does, and I'm going to try my best to explain why. (although forgive me if I'm still a bit scatterbrained, this image makes me so goddamn emotional that it's genuinely difficult to think clearly)

It seems very safe to assume this is depicting Screwllum soon after he became sentient, experiencing the beauty of life and existence for the first time. The thing is, it isn't an entirely positive experience; he's noticeably damaged with moss, plants, and fungi growing all over him, which can't be comfortable (just imagining what that must feel like makes my skin crawl). He was probably left in this forest by some one (or some thing) that didn't give a singular fuck about him, that wanted him to deteriorate and be forgotten about.

And yet, his body language and the overall tone of the piece suggests that he doesn't mind. He's incredibly calm (the butterflies wouldn't be there if he wasn't, he's made himself a safe place for them to rest), looking at the viewer as if the "camera" has placed us in the POV of a small woodland creature, the way his head is tilted to the side implying a sense of curiosity and/or fascination.

The tone of this image and of the character as a whole is one of awe and wonder that doesn't shy away from the negatives. It's what makes Screwllum the perfect foil to Emperor Rupert I, because while they both began their sentience in a similar manner, abandoned by a cold and uncaring universe and left to rot, Rupert was consumed by its hatred and motivated by revenge, whereas Screwllum was able to see life for what it was, imperfect but worth cherishing.

The most impressive part about it, however, is that all of this can be inferred without even having access to the light cone's name or lore description (at least as far as I'm aware). The light cones I would have considered my favorites previously, "Something Irreplaceable" and "Shared Feeling", partially rely on the descriptions to be compelling, especially with the former example because the description is honestly my favorite part. The visual storytelling in this leak is on fucking point, and I can't wait to read the description because it'll probably make me love it even more than I already do.

Screwllum nation is winning with this.