#very happy to be in bed lol

[myfriendtheghost]

goodnight my sweet boy 🤍 I hope you’re getting some good rest in after tour !! ily !!

[froganni]

It's 4 am but wanted to post more Solar-punk Pearl :D

Reblogs appreciated!

[3-inch-doodles]

it's gotta be so hard to sleep on your boyfriend when he glows in the dark but they managed it somehow

[wyvernity]

sss day my favorite national holiday WOOOOHHHH

bonus

[dreamings-free]

Louis at the airport in Montevideo 16/5/24

[cheriboms]

call that an intergenerational language barrier 🙅

[s-ccaam-era-crepe]

Attempt number 2!!!! You might remember I’ve done this before but I wanted to try again at Archie’s Matcha Focaccia (recipe credit to @224bbaker) and also it’s a special occasion :)

Go listen to season 2 if you haven’t !!!!!

[lover-of-mine]

i'll come tackle the monsters

Pairing: Evan Buckley and Eddie Diaz (911)

Word Count: exactly 4.5k lol

But Buck didn't seem ready to talk. He just shifted, moving so he could drop his head to Eddie's shoulder, before nodding slightly and hiding his face on his neck. That is also new, Buck allowing himself to seek comfort. So Eddie waits, lets his hand find Buck's hair, fingers lazily moving through it until he relaxes against him. “I thought you were dead,” Buck mumbles into his skin, still hiding, almost as if he's hoping that if he stays like this, it can't hurt him. “It was just a bad dream,” Eddie tries to reassure him, fingers still moving on his hair, but he shakes his head. “No, not- not now, I mean, yes, in the dream too, but when you- I thought you were dead. You went down and you were looking at me, but then you weren't and I- I thought you were dead,” Buck explains and Eddie breathes out a soft oh once he understands what he means. “We never talked about it, about how it was for you,” he says, carefully, because even if Buck seems to be in a more open mood, he knows how fast he can shut down. or Buck has a nightmare and they talk about the shooting.

read it on ao3

[forecast-disaster]

thinking about ocean and constance’s friendship and it’s making me unwell (long rant that is mostly cannon related under the cut, pretty critical of ocean)

ocean, who is arguably the main character of ride the cyclone, defines each character to be as she perceived them in her number. these ideas are then challenged by the numbers her fellow choir members sing. ocean from the get go believes that constance is a good person despite her insecurities, but in the grand scheme of things she is unimportant. she’s the salt of the earth, she’s mary main-street, she has some serious self-esteem issues. she doesn’t see constance as a person, but rather another project to put on her resume. with constance, ocean could be seen as a caring best friend or at least someone able to make and maintain a friendship. once that use has left her in the afterlife, ocean immediately perceives constance as a threat. 

constance, the nicest girl in town, who seemingly doesn’t have any enemies, would naturally seem like the largest threat to the girl whose ambition led everyone to hate her. therefore, whenever given the opportunity, ocean immediately starts painting her as too utterly un-astonishing to be allowed to have a second chance at life. ocean tells everyone that the most fulfilling life she could lead would be a life in which she is dead and an organ donor, giving to others. if that’s her brightest future, why should she get brought back only for her greatest achievement in life to be to die again? ocean wants to be able to use constance as a prop to show how much better she is in comparison. after all, she wanted constance to go before her initially. this likely was so ocean could learn how to play the game, have someone else put on a full display as to why they are a poor choice, and maybe convince some people that she is not as bad as she seems. 

while i do not enjoy the script change for a variety of reasons, i do think that u-pop could exist in all universes and it does provide an interesting storyline for ocean and constance’s characters. when it’s first mentioned in ocean’s monologue, she refers to it as a confidence building exercise for constance. to a certain extent, if ocean had truly started this group with the best intentions of helping constance become more comfortable with herself, this could have been a strange but somewhat sweet way to help her best friend. however, that clearly is not the case. u-pop is another way for ocean to look like a good person and friend while still maintaining complete control over both of their images. she scripts all of their scenes in advance so that way constance doesn’t set forth the wrong image and becomes upset when constance tries to put in any sort of input.

to ocean, constance can only ever be the nicest girl in town, ocean’s happy-go-lucky quirky best friend to her ambitious main character. constance is loyal moral support for when ocean is at her lowest. this is shown after the new birthday song, when ocean needs constance to validate her new feelings of insecurity now that everyone has rallied around jane. she forces constance to pledge her loyalty to her without the common decency to do the same to constance because of the unanimous vote. ocean then proceeds to explain to constance why her death is less important than ocean’s own death because ocean had more of a future to mourn. she was working towards something, she had a purpose, and therefore did not deserve to die. ocean assumed that per the norm constance would reassure her, comfort her. however, when constance said, “yeah, me too,” she only affirmed that their deaths were upsetting. ocean was clinging to this delusion that she could overcome death and wanted constance to affirm that her delusion was a reality and was shaken when this was not the case.

and this was the moment constance finally broke out of the narrative ocean had set out for her as the nicest girl in town. the entire show up until this point has shown constance struggling to grapple with this role, yet still clinging to it out of comfort. hell, constance’s entire life has been her living in the shadows of somebody else, whether it be her best friend or her family. ocean displays her friendship as aggressively forcing constance to participate in the same activities as her. constance joins the choir because ocean wanted have a choir. constance participates in u-pop because ocean started it for her. constance volunteers because ocean needs someone to go with her. constance spends hours helping make posters and baked goods to help ocean’s high school president campaign because that’s what a best friend should do. at the same time, she is being encouraged by her family to feel satisfaction in living her small town life and to not want anything more. she likely is being pressured into working at the bakery full time post high school to carry on the family legacy. constance has never been given the space to discover what she wants for herself because she is trapped. 

ocean is able to exhibit so much control over constance largely due to the fact she is insecure and ocean feeds into her insecurities. the first time we meet constance, she introduces herself to the audience by saying “sorry!” constance doesn’t feel good enough, meaning she will take back any of her true thoughts, feelings, and actions as soon as she sees any sort of lack of approval. a great example of this would be in the u-pop scene, where after she presents her alternative ending she enjoyed and was proud of, she immediately begins to apologize, rightfully assuming ocean is mad at her. this is also seen in ocean’s monologue when she interjects at the mention of her name to express her uncomfortability with jane, hoping ocean, the one who takes action, will do something to help her. yet she is immediately silenced by ocean, her comfort levels second to ocean’s immediate desires. and rather than speak up again to get help, constance stops talking about her needs. she is used to ocean ignoring what she wants and has come to understand it as normal that she is lesser.

when the new birthday song rolls around, constance is the only kid in the choir who hasn’t yet sang. this likely is because she is still acting in her role of nicest girl in town, a mask that we have yet to see slip, despite being verbally berated time and time again. she has in part created her identity of the nicest girl in town because of its encouragement by those closest to her. she’s most palatable to other’s when she acts as a mother figure, comforting and just the right amount of dorky, but not so much so that she comes across as weird. everyone likes her at school, but nobody feels like they know her or even bothers to try. she so desperately craves someone to find her as something worth paying attention to. she attends parties thrown by fellow students at st cassians, hoping to find friendship, but instead is met with indifference, people not even knowing or caring that she is there. it’s largely why she stays with ocean, because one really shitty friend is better than no friends at all. and maybe this is what all friendship is like, how would she know? 

it’s also why she has sex with the carnie. he likely showed interest in her, something no one showed towards her at that point in her life. he sees her when she so frequently feels unseen, even if she finds his attention uncomfortable. if the news had spread around the town, finally constance would be the talk of the town and considered as something other than a sweet girl. and at this point in time, any attention would be better than no attention at all. losing her virginity in the worst way possible in a small town where people’s personal issues are spread like a wildfire is her depressing attempt to matter. she was likely doomed to stay trapped in uranium if they hadn’t rode the cyclone and this was her sign of resistance to the life laid out for her. 

constance punching ocean and faking an apology puts an end to her belief that she deserves to be treated as lesser than by ocean. she has just seen four people reveal their true selves and be accepted unconditionally by the other’s despite the lack of friendship they had in life. this leads to her conclusion that her thoughts and feelings are truly valuable and ocean had been the problem all along, not herself. with this, she is able to find acceptance and even pride in the life she did lead. despite the unhappiness she felt towards the end of her life, her life was made beautiful by the seemingly mundane moments that make up her life. she may not have done anything that was super impressive during her time alive, but that didn’t make her life mean less like ocean had been telling her. she is an equal to the rest of the members of the choir, someone deserving of respect and love. 

[jils-things]

i just keep winning new skins for my man

hi everynyan

[somniumfaults]

My laptop needs to be fixed, so in the meantime! Here's my Tokyo Debunker OC that I've been working on!! Hehe <3 i love her and have both a drawing and fic wip of her waiting to be finished sometime ^^

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NAME: Misha

PRONOUNS: she/her

HOUSE: Sinostra (formerly Dionysia)

YEAR: 2nd

BIRTHDAY: May 17th

LIKES: cherries, pain/masochism

BLOOD TYPE: O+

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“Who’s to say there will be tomorrow?”

Sinostra’s much needed second-year healer. Determined to live her life out to its fullest, she won’t take no for an answer, for better or worse. Some of her self-destructive habits worry those around her, but as long as she has no regrets, there’s nothing for her to lose.

Pinterest Outfit References

Taiga/Misha playlist

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Motives: Take advantage of the opportunities you have to make the most of life and never let anyone take them from you. She was placed in Dionysia and transitioned into Sinostra when the house became defunct. Her placement in Sinostra was due to her resolution to be in control of her life no matter what. At the end of the day, she’ll do what she wants to do.

Demon pact: Sick of being chronically ill with an autoimmune disease no one cared enough to look into and the chronic pain, she chose to make a pact with a demon based on her anger at the idea of succumbing to her helplessness and the whims of other people. Her condition was not cured, but it is (almost always) forever at a stalemate as Buer’s ability to heal counteracts the damage done.

Stigma: Uber - can heal ailments* at the expense of an equivalent amount of her own blood

*ailments defined as temporary injuries or conditions. She can’t undo genetic conditions or change your brain chemistry.

Using her stigma allows for her autoimmune condition and chronic pain to reactivate due to the healing properties of her pact being redirected away from her. The more blood it requires, the worse she feels.

Due to the nature of her stigma, she can’t use it on herself because (a) she would be losing blood anyway and (b) accelerating the healing of other injuries would also allow for the acceleration of her autoimmune condition and risk injuring herself further internally.

Artifact: cherry bombs/m-80s

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❣️ RELATIONSHIPS ❣️

★ Rui ★

Misha → Rui: close friends 🙂 she visits his bar often for some fun drinks and gossip. They partner up sometimes so they can make homebrew hangover medicine and various other quick pick-me-ups. She prefers to use her stigma when he’s around to help offset her pain. They spent a lot of time together in their first year due to being the only two ghouls in Dionysia and work together well. Hearing his voice helps calm her due to the familiarity that it invokes, and she wishes they could still touch each other like they could prior to the curse. She worries that he may be too lonely.

Rui → Misha: close friends! She's his closest friend on campus and one of the few people he truly trusts to voice his grievances to. He isn’t super enthused about their medicinal drink partnership because he knows the side effects on her, but he won’t lie that he likes experimenting with what can be made. Misha is the one who volunteered and pushed to do it though, so he can’t say no. He wishes she would take better care of herself.

★ Haru ★

Misha → Haru: her drinking buddy!! She thinks he’s adorable, especially when he’s all drunk and pouty. She had a fling with him in their first year but now they’re just close friends. She’ll come help out with the park if he really begs and owes her something, because she knows he’ll coax a mile out of her if she gives an inch. She does worry about him though, so it’s not strange to find her stopping by regardless to do small favors for him. Sometimes she sneaks him healing drinks Rui and her made to help give his body a boost rather than just let him down energy drinks. She admires his hard work a lot.

Haru → Misha: his drinking buddy!! He had a crush on her in his first year, but now they’re just friends. He feels bad taking her drinks when he knows they're using her stigma and usually protests if he realizes, but sometimes it's just easier for him to swallow the guilt and take it… He needs it, sometimes. He's a bit sad they didn't end up in the same house for their second year and wishes they could spend more time together. He dislikes that she ended up in Sinostra and is especially unhappy with her relationship and dynamic with Taiga, but he has to swallow his dissatisfaction and concern most of the time because he wants her to be happy. Even though he thinks Taiga doesn't deserve her.

★ Romeo ★

Misha → Romeo: her drinking buddy!! She finds him funny when she’s not the one having to deal with him, and her preferred setting for chatting to him is when they’re both at the bar with a drink. Their interactions can grow tense due to their respective stubbornness and refusal to back down from doing things their own way, but for the most part their day-to-day interactions only get snippy at most. At the end of the day, she respects him and his capabilities even though she disagrees with his attitude most of the time. If there's anyone who is determined to live his life to the fullest at Darkwick, it's Romeo.

Romeo → Misha: she’s frustrating to deal with but capable and more or less reliable, unless she thinks he’s being stupid and in which case she’s an IRB (incorrigible rogue brat). She has good ideas though, and has more drive than Taiga does nowadays, so he doesn’t actually mind her too much. It helps that while they'd never spent personal time together in their first year, it wasn't as if she hasn't already been engaging with and working with Sinostra due to Taiga and her stigma. He definitely abuses calling her whenever he needs help reeling Taiga in. Not that she's the perfect solution, but two people Taiga tolerates and has affection for in his own way is better than one.

★ Taiga ★

Misha → Taiga: they’re in some sort of committed romantic relationship, although it's complicated nowadays. She misses the way he was in his first year; they had interacted a lot because he needed blood in order to use his stigma and her stigma helped a bit with the brain fog side effects. (Although obviously she was not his entire blood source.) Still, despite his mental state clearly having deteriorated, she continues to like him a lot and loves the thrill he brings into her life. It makes her feel alive and in a way, even more in control of her life because the injuries she sustains with and for him are purely by her own choice. (She doesn’t spill blood just for Darkwick. She doesn’t have to heal anyone when she bleeds unless she wants to.) (Also she’s just kind of into it. Even if her brother despairs over her walking into his office with more than just your average hickey.)

Taiga → Misha: he is usually able to remember her at least after a few moments due to their extensive relationship through their first year until now, from work relations to romantic commitment. He finds her presence and voice to be grounding when he’s feeling poor and sometimes when he needs a break from everything, he makes her just sit with him and keep him company as he rests. Over time due to their blood arrangement, she’s become one of the few, if not only, people in his life he feels comfortable being vulnerable and weak around. He likes the feeling of her fingers in his hair. Her blood tastes good to him and he knows he feels better after having some of it (both with or without her stigma), and it's not unusual for him to spontaneously chomp down on her when he’s feeling peckish. Even if she were to protest, depending on his mood he’ll just smirk and/or grumble and say she shouldn't be leaving such a tempting snack out in the open like that then (showing skin).

★ Professor Nicolas ★

Misha → Nicolas: he's her older brother. She’s somewhat detached from him due to their age gap and him having rarely been home when she was younger (thanks Darkwick). Her initial reaction to him was tense and verging on hostile, because she wasn’t expecting to see him at Darkwick and felt betrayed for various reasons. (A) She was upset to see him knowing that he never called home and thought he didn’t care, which not only hurt her but made her angry because their parents missed him. (B) A part of her wondered if this was all his fault and if he planned for this to happen to her and (C) She was angry because if he had just been more present in her life, maybe he could have known about her situation and prevented all this from happening since he had access to superior medical facilities. After a time, she calmed down and forgave him more or less once she realized what the true dynamic/situation of Darkwick was with its staff and students. Now, she’s grown to appreciate his company and appreciate having someone she knows at the school. They have a comfortable relationship even if she finds his concern to be overly fussy at times

Nicolas → Misha: she's his younger sister. He holds some resentment and guilt in his heart towards himself and towards Darkwick for letting her become a ghoul, because he believes he could have stopped it had he been a more involved sibling and realized she was suffering. He also feels guilt towards hearing the confirmation that his family feels abandoned by him, but that’s soothed somewhat by the knowledge that he’s bound by his duties. Although also slightly detached from Misha by virtue of not having been a large part of her life consistently, he cares deeply for her and worries about the choices she makes and the risk of retribution towards her from Darkwick. Even though she's a ghoul and heals quickly, he wishes her and Taiga would show some restraint in breaking her skin or worse. (He doesn't approve of their relationship and dynamic at all, but he's forced to bite his tongue to keep the peace.)

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technically this is still a work in progress bc she's my baby (oc I project onto) and I love thinking about her role in universe and elaborating on her dynamics w diff characters :3 but this is her "final" profile! Thanks for reading all that if you diddddd <3

shout-out and much thanks to danieyells for their posts compiling info about the houses, stigmas, and more! They carried me a lot in making Misha, and you should definitely check out their posts <3

[flutteredvoid]

the fans are all waiting!

[random-kido]

very quick krokstar thing to end the day lmao

[happyk44]

Waving Koneko off, Renzou plunged his hands into the warm inside of his pockets and sat down. He gave it a breath or two before tilting his head back and laughing. “You don’t gotta spy on me, you know.” He turned to face Light as he perched on the arm rest of the bench like an overgrown imp. “That’s kinda my job.”

Light cocked his head, shooting Renzou a smarmy grin. “And here I thought I was doing a pretty good job.”

Renzou shrugged and tilted his head back. The clouds were overcast today. The sun drifted low. He closed his eyes. “Shouldn’t you be botherin’ Bon or something?”

“Research requires a clear head.” Light hopped off the arm rest and circled around. His poncho fluttered with the breeze. He didn’t sit. “What better way to clear one’s head than some fresh air?”

“Bon gettin’ some fresh air too then?” Renzou gestured loosely above his head. “Or that only apply to you?”

The barking laugh he gave was nothing but delighted. “And here I thought spies weren’t capable of caring for their marks.”

He’s not my mark, Renzou thought. But Light likely already knew that. He hunched forward. “He’s my friend. Of course I care about him. I’d be a pretty shitty person if I didn’t.”

Light regarded him with a curious gaze. As though Renzou were some kind of creature trapped under a glass and zoomed in on under microscope. Renzou stared back, undaunted.

“I’ve asked around about you, Shima,” Light said, tone nothing but pleasant. “Life you’ve lived so far - this choice seems pretty outta the blue for a guy like you.”

Renzou didn’t answer.

“Ryuuji-“ Light gave an exaggerated sigh, flashing too many teeth for his next words to be any genuine concern. “You really hurt his feelings, kid.”

“I know.” It doesn’t bother me felt as clear as it was unspoken. He stood and shrugged. “His feelings are his feelings. Not much I can do about ‘em, yunno?”

Light took a step back, allowing Renzou to circle around him. “Why’d they really send you back, kid?”

Renzou glanced over his shoulder and grinned, easy as ever. “Just ‘cause we’re similar don’t mean we’re the same, Lightning.”

Another delighted bark of a laugh. Light’s eyes were full of mirth. “And here I was thinkin’ ya had no clue about yourself yet.” He gestured out to Renzou with undisclosed glee. “You keep surprising me!”

“I’m not a complete idiot,” Renzou said. “Figured it out long before I become a spy.” He flashed a wide grin. “Not that hard once you realize everyone else ain’t lying just for fun all the time.” He tips his head towards Light. “Must be nice being your way though.”

“It ain’t bad,” Light agreed. He eyed Renzou carefully. “But I can see why someone would rather go your way.” A brief lull as a bird crowed overhead. Then, “You’re still coping to shit, you know? Just ‘cause you’re being vague don’t mean you’re not admitting to anything.”

Renzou’s grin widened. “I’m a heartless bastard who lies for fun and doesn’t always totally understand why people care about one another.” He laughed. “That make it less vague for you?” He shook his head. “This ain’t a trap, Lightning. You’re not gonna go around telling people I’m broken.”

Light raised a brow. “I’m not?”

“You like experiments,” Renzou said easy. Light’s brow arched higher. “I’m an experiment. Besides. Only people you’ll hurt are the others. I’m fine with it. Don’t know how else to be.” At Light’s lack of response, Renzou snorted. “You think you’re the only who can ask around?”

“Nah.” Light shrugged. “Just surprised.”

“Was more interesting than homework, I’ll tell you that.”

“I bet.” Light’s easygoing face fell. “Who told you you were broken?”

Renzou just raised his hand over his head. “Have a nice one, Lightning.” As he walked backwards, he shot him double fingerguns. “Don’t work Bon too hard now! Otherwise he’ll get even more on my ass about not doing my homework.” He spun around on his heel and headed forward. “See ya!”

[briar--rising]

I will say that if I'm still around tomorrow we're going to have to figure out some quick adjustments to our Halloween costume. I'm willing to do a lot of things for Allora and the kids, but wearing a flower crown and fairy wings is not one of them.

[s-ccaam-era-crepe]

im soooo happy rn