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Brother's best friend! Noah
Pairing: Noah sebastian x reader
Summary: sneaking out at night (again)
The house is quiet as you lie in bed, staring at the ceiling. The soft hum of the voices coming from the TV still on in the livingroom is the only sound breaking the silence.
Outside your window, the stars shine brightly in the deep night sky and the light filtering through the curtains is softly illuminating your bedroom.
It's been a couple of weeks since Jolly found out that you and Noah are together. He promised not to tell anyone and he kept his promise.
Your phone buzzes on your nightstand, snapping you out of your thoughts.
You reach over quickly, hoping it’s him. Knowing it's him.
Noah: I’ve been waiting for this all day
Noah: But Nicholas is still watching that damn movie.
Noah: If he doesn’t wrap it up soon, I’m gonna lose it.
You look at his texts as a little sigh leave your lips.
You: I know. I can’t even leave my room if he is still there.
You: It’s like he’s never gonna go to sleep.
Noah: Yeah, he’s definitely watching some crazy long documentary or whatever.
Noah: I bet we’re gonna be up til morning.
You roll your eyes, imagining Nicholas sitting there with that seriousness of his. There’s nothing that man loves more than a random documentary, sometimes.
You: That's so annoying.
For a moment, your phone doesn't lit up with a new text from Noah, and you already know he is thinking about something.
Noah: You think you can get out of your room from your window?
You freeze. Did he just suggest what you think he suggested?
You: Have you gone crazy? You know that’s not a good idea. It’s like 2 AM.
You can almost picture him grinning in his room as he texts you.
Noah: It’s the first floor. Just a little jump.
Noah: I’ll be here to catch you, don't worry. Give me 10 minutes.
You stare at your phone screen for a moment, unsure whether to laugh or scold him.
You: This is a terrible idea. What if someone hears something? What if they realize one of us is not home anymore?
Noah: Trust me. I’ve got this, it's not different than sneaking into my room.
Noah: You’ll be fine. Just get ready.
Reluctantly, you place your phone back on the bed and move to the window. You crack it open a few inches, peering into the night. You can see the glow of the porch lights shining on the grass below, but there’s no sign of Noah. You wait for a couple of minutes more.
A moment later, Noah is standing there, his hands tucked into the pockets of his oversized hoodie, the hood pulled low enough to hide his hair. He immediately smiles at you.
“What are you doing?” you whisper, trying to keep your voice steady as you lean out just a bit further.
Noah looks up at you. “I expect a "oh Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?" Not a "What are you doing?""
"Dumbass."
"But you love me. And I love you too. And I wanted to see you.”
You roll your eyes but can’t help the soft smile that tugs at your lips. “Yeah, yeah,” you mutter, though the words come out more fond than annoyed.
Noah’s grin widens. “And I know you wanted to see me too. So here I am. Let's go.”
You chuckle softly, glancing down at the ground. He’s right—it’s the first floor. You can definitely jump without breaking anything.
"Why can't you just come inside now?"
"I liked our last "date", walking around and holding your hand like we are not hiding anymore. Even if it lasts only like an hour."
With a deep breath, you push yourself away from the window and quickly put on your coat.
Then, you take his hand, feeling the familiar spark of his touch that always both sends your heart racing and calms you down, and he helps you down onto the grass. The air is cool, but not too cold.
When he kisses you, for a brief moment, you let yourself forget the dangers, forget the secrets you’re keeping, and just breathe in the fresh air before losing yourself in the taste of his mouth.
You both start walking down the street, side by side. It’s quiet at this hour, with only the distant hum of streetlights and the occasional rustle of leaves in the trees. You can’t hold his hand like this during the day, can’t show him affection without worrying about someone seeing. But here, in the night, you’re free.
The walk is slow, peaceful. You don’t need to speak; just being together is enough.
You point to a group of stars in the sky, and Noah, pretending to know the constellations, starts making up their names, causing you to burst out laughing.
Then, out of nowhere, a small, scruffy cat darts across the road, stopping near a mailbox. Noah’s eyes light up in amusement, and he immediately drops to one knee, his smile softening.
“Oh my god,” he says, practically cooing. “Look at this little guy.” His voice drops to a teasing whisper as he holds out a hand to the cat. “You are the cutest thing I’ve ever seen, aren’t you?”
"Hey!"
"You are the cutest thing I’ve ever seen after my girlfriend, aren’t you?” He corrects himself.
You laugh, bending down beside him to join in. The cat doesn’t seem to mind the attention, rubbing against Noah’s hand with a soft purr.
You both chuckle. It’s so silly, so simple, and in this moment, it feels like you’re just two people enjoying a night under the stars, not two people hiding your love.
Eventually, you both stand up, saying bye to the cat, and Noah put his arm around your shoulders, starting to walk back home, keeping your hand in his the whole time.
When you reach your window, Noah helps you back inside. He leans up against the ledge, his face so close to yours that your heart nearly stops. You can smell the faint trace of his cologne mixed with the night air, and you feel like you could stay in this moment forever.
“Goodnight,” he says softly, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips and you lean down the window one last time.
You smile, feeling warmth spread through you as you gently pull back. “Goodnight.”
“See you tomorrow,” he says, his voice lingering with the promise of another secret meeting.
“Yeah.” you whisper back as you smile, watching him retreat to his own window.
This was your second date outside. You were almost getting used to it.
And you loved it.
The day after, you would find out that while your brother was watching the whole extended version of The lord of the rings, he noticed that Noah left his airpods on the coffee table in the living room.
And when he suggested bringing them to his room, to avoid him thinking he lost them like last time, Jolly insisted there was no need.
He was probably already asleep.
You definitely owed Jolly a big favor.
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#noah sebastian x reader#noah sebastian x y/n#noah sebastian fanfiction#noah sebastian fluff#noah sebastian#bad omens fanfiction
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Spoilers for Transformers One.
On the one hand, I do think Orion was right when he said "rebuilding Iacon cannot begin with an execution" (they'd just thoroughly trounced Sentinel in every way, he wasn't a threat anymore, there wasn't an immediate need to kill him beyond the desire for revenge).
On the other hand, on a purely visceral level I do not have a problem with Sentinel getting ripped in half because fuck that guy lmao. Get your revenge, Dee, you deserve it.
But on the other other hand, I do believe that Orion's actions were motivated not by any desire to save Sentinel, but by concern for Dee. (I think these posts make a good point about that; it doesn't seem that Orion was even deliberately trying to sacrifice himself when he got shot, I think he just wanted to get between Dee and Sentinel so he could talk to Dee.)
But on the other other other hand, Orion really did not choose his words well in that scene. "Don't be like Sentinel" was the WORST thing he could've possibly said, all things considered. A while ago I saw a post that described it as "telling a victim they're just as bad as their abuser" and yeah, I agree with that assessment. That probably wasn't how Orion intended that to come off, but there's no way it wouldn't have sounded like that to Dee. Maybe it wouldn't have been possible to talk Dee down from killing Sentinel in that moment, but if it had been at all possible, that was definitely not the way to do it.
However, while this leads to a horrible outcome for the characters, I'm not sure it's such a bad thing for the narrative. It's painfully realistic, actually. Sometimes, people who have nothing but good intentions will say stupid, hurtful things. Sometimes, when someone is in a state where all they can feel is pain and rage, they will lash out without thinking of the consequences, and in doing so they might hurt someone they love. Obviously in the real world this does not usually involve a giant robot shooting another giant robot with a laser cannon, but that's one of the great things about sci-fi and fantasy; a laser cannon can be a metaphor for the horrors we face in real life.
Also, based on Orion's behaviour up until that point in the movie, it's pretty in-character for him to say the worst possible thing at the worst possible time to someone who is clearly suffering. You can tell he has a lot of compassion and generally means well, but that doesn't stop him from being an insensitive dick at times. And I like that. I like it when characters have Layers. (Orion and Dee both have a lot of Layers, and I am fascinated by the way some of the same personality traits manifest very differently in each of them, but that's not what this post is about, perhaps I'll ramble about that another time.)
Basically what I'm saying is:
I think Orion was both right and wrong (right about it not being necessary to kill Sentinel, and right that a public execution was a bad fucking idea; very, very wrong in the way he expressed that to Dee),
I'm not going to say Dee did nothing wrong, but I completely understand where he is coming from (and I'd be lying if I said that when he killed Sentinel there wasn't a part of my brain screaming YEAAAAH, YOU GO GIRL, RIP THAT FUCKER APART),
I think that Optimus Prime should have flaws and fuck up sometimes, because that makes him more interesting as a character, and in the case of TF1, because having him inadvertently contribute to Dee's downward spiral adds to the tragedy of it all (and I do think this movie can rightly be called a tragedy of Shakespearean proportions),
and, above all,
FUCK Sentinel Prime. Seriously, fuck that guy SO much.
#transformers#transformers one#optimus prime#orion pax#megatron#d 16#sentinel prime#spoilers#maccadam#now if you'll excuse me i have to go sit in a corner and cry over the cartoon robots yet again. everyone is welcome to join me.#in which i post#text post
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Not my picture!!!^ I DO NOT OWE ANY RIGHTS TO THE ILLUSTRATION!
So um this is my first smut, please don't be mean🥺
The movie night
The cozy hum of the television filled the room, the dim glow from the screen painting soft shadows across the walls. You adjusted your blanket as the opening credits of the movie played, sneaking a glance at Choso sitting next to you on the couch. His sharp features caught the bluish light—the strong jawline, slightly furrowed brows, and his dark eyes, always so piercing, as if they could see straight through you.
Choso wasn’t just your best friend; he was your anchor, the one who understood you better than anyone else. And yet, there was something more—a quiet tension that had been brewing for years, an unspoken connection neither of you dared to name.
Tonight, though, something felt different.
"You've seen this movie like, a hundred times. Don’t you ever get bored?" Choso’s voice broke through your thoughts, low and teasing.
"Not with good company," you shot back, a hint of a smile playing on your lips.
He smirked, leaning back with an air of casual confidence. "Flattery won't save you if you start crying during the sad parts again."
You rolled your eyes and gave his shoulder a light shove, but his smirk only deepened. The movie played on, but you couldn’t focus. The heat of his arm brushing against yours was too distracting, the faint scent of his cologne intoxicating.
Halfway through, you felt his gaze on you. Turning your head, you met his eyes. His usual teasing demeanor was gone, replaced with something darker, more serious.
"What?" you asked, your voice quieter now.
"Nothing," he muttered, but he didn’t look away.
The air felt thick with something unsaid. You shifted nervously under his gaze, suddenly hyperaware of how close he was.
You were curled up on the couch, a blanket draped loosely over your legs, but no matter how much you shifted to get comfortable, your attention refused to settle on the movie playing on the screen.
Choso sat beside you, one arm draped over the back of the couch, his fingers idly brushing against the strands of your hair. His presence was magnetic, as always. Everything about him demanded your attention—the sharp cut of his jawline, the brooding way his dark eyes lingered on you when he thought you weren’t paying attention.
But tonight, he wasn’t even pretending to watch the movie.
“You keep fidgeting,” he said, his voice low and rough, tinged with irritation.
You looked up at him, startled by the intensity in his tone. “Sorry. I didn’t realize it was bothering you.”
“It’s not,” he muttered, shifting closer. The couch dipped under his weight, and the space between you all but disappeared. “You’re just... distracting.”
Your breath caught in your throat. “How am I distracting you? You’re the one staring at me.”
He huffed out a sharp breath, his jaw clenching. “Maybe I wouldn’t stare if you didn’t look at me like that.”
“Like what?”
“Like you’re daring me to do something I might regret.”
The tension crackled between you, hot and electric. For a moment, neither of you moved, the weight of his words hanging heavy in the air.
“Choso, what are you talking about?” you finally asked, your voice softer now, almost trembling.
He ran a hand through his dark hair, his frustration palpable. “I can’t do this anymore.”
“Do what?”
“This,” he growled, gesturing between the two of you. “Pretending like I’m okay just being your friend. I’m not. I haven’t been for a long time.”
Your heart pounded so hard it felt like it might burst out of your chest. “Why didn’t you say anything?”
“Because you mean too much to me,” he said, his voice raw. “I didn’t want to risk losing you. But every time I’m around you, every time you smile at me or laugh at my stupid jokes, I feel like I’m losing my mind. I don’t want to just be your friend anymore.”
You stared at him, his words sinking in like the tide washing over you. “Cho... I—”
Before you could finish, he leaned in, his lips capturing yours in a kiss that was both desperate and tender. For a split second, you froze, stunned by the suddenness of it. But then your hands found their way to his shoulders, pulling him closer as you melted into him. That made him lose it right there and then.
Choso’s lips trailed up your neck as he hovered over you, his dark eyes ablaze with hunger. His chest heaved against yours, his breath hot and uneven. His weight pinned you to the couch, his body radiating heat and power. Every touch of his hands, every press of his lips, left you trembling with anticipation.
“You’re so beautiful like this,” he murmured, his voice low and gravelly as his lips brushed against your ear. “Spread it for me (y/n)"
You gasped, arching into him, your hands clawing at his back. “I need you, Choso. Please.”
He smirked, his hand sliding down to grip your thigh, squeezing the soft flesh. “Good,” he said, his tone dark and commanding. “Because I don’t think I can stop now, princess.”
The nickname sent a thrill through you, your thighs pressing together instinctively. He caught the movement, his eyes narrowing as he sat back on his heels to look down at you. His hands gripped your thighs, prying them apart effortlessly.
“No hiding from me,” he said, his voice sharp as he delivered a quick slap to the inside of your thigh.
You yelped, the sting of his hand making heat pool in your core. He smirked at your reaction, leaning down to nip at your skin before positioning himself between your legs again.
When his fingers dipped between your folds, his brows furrowed in concentration. “You’re soaked,” he murmured, his voice thick with approval. “Dripping for me already, and I’ve barely touched you.”
“Choso, please,” you whimpered, bucking your hips into his hand.
“Patience,” he said, his tone teasing as he slipped one long, thick finger inside you. The stretch made you gasp, your back arching as he began to move, slow and deliberate.
“God, you’re tight,” he groaned, adding a second finger. His eyes locked on yours as he thrust them in and out, his movements unhurried but firm. “I can feel you squeezing me already, princess. How are you going to take all of me?”
“Let me try,” you pleaded, your voice trembling.
His laugh was low and sinful, his free hand delivering a sharp smack to your ass that made you gasp. “You’ll do more than try,” he said, pulling his fingers out and lifting them to his lips. He licked them clean, groaning at the taste of you. “You’ll take everything I give you.”
Your body clenched in anticipation as he positioned himself at your entrance. When you glanced down, your breath hitched. He was big—long, thick, and veined in a way that made your mouth water and your core tighten with want.
“Eyes up here, princess,” he said, gripping your chin and tilting your face toward his. “I want to see your face when I stretch you open.”
He pressed the tip of his cock against you, the heat and size of him making you whimper. “Relax,” he whispered, leaning down to kiss you, his lips soft and coaxing. “I’ll go slow at first.”
Slow wasn’t how it felt. As he pushed into you, inch by inch, the stretch was almost overwhelming. Your nails dug into his shoulders, your breaths coming in ragged gasps.
“You’re so tight,” he groaned, his voice strained. “You’re squeezing me like you're tryna milk me.”
“Choso,” you moaned, your legs wrapping around his waist. “You’re s-so big, I'm ah so - fuck- so full.”
He grunted, the sound primal, as he seated himself fully inside you. He paused, his forehead resting against yours as he let you adjust. “You’re perfect,” he murmured, his hand sliding up to cradle your face. “Absolutely perfect.”
When you shifted your hips, silently begging for more, he chuckled darkly. “Ready already?” he teased, rolling his hips experimentally. The friction made you cry out, your hands clutching at his biceps.
“More,” you begged, your voice trembling.
“More?” he echoed, his lips curling into a wicked grin. His hand slid to your throat, his fingers wrapping around it in a firm but careful grip. “Say it, princess. Beg me for it.”
“Please, Cho,” you gasped, the pressure of his hand sending a delicious thrill through you. “I need you to fuck me—h harder, . Please!”
His restraint snapped. His grip on your throat tightened just enough to make your breath hitch as he pulled back and slammed into you, his cock filling you completely. The force of his thrusts sent sparks of pleasure shooting through your body, each one stronger than the last.
“God, you’re so wet,” he groaned, his free hand sliding under your ass to lift your hips, angling you just right. “Listen to the way you take me, princess. So messy, so desperate for me.”
The sound of skin against skin filled the room, accompanied by your breathless moans and his animalistic groans. He thrust into you relentlessly, his pace brutal and unyielding, each movement pushing you closer to the edge.
His hand left your throat to grip your hips, pulling you into him with each thrust. The sting of his fingers digging into your flesh only heightened the pleasure, making you cry out his name.
“That’s it,” he growled, his voice rough. “Scream for me, princess. Let the whole world know who you belong to.”
You were too far gone to respond, your mind consumed by the intensity of him—the way he filled you, stretched you, pushed you past your limits. When his hand came down on your ass again, the sharp sting sent you spiraling.
“Choso!” you screamed, your body clenching around him as your release tore through you.
“Fuck,” he groaned, his pace faltering as your walls tightened around him. “You feel so good, squeezing me like that. I’m not done with you yet.”
With a swift move he flipped you onto your stomach, pulling your hips up so you were on your knees. Without hesitation, he plunged back into you, his movements rougher than before.
"Fuck Choso wait, ah too much"
“You can take it,” he said, his hand coming down on your ass again. “You’re my good girl, aren’t you? My perfect little princess.”
“Yes!” you cried, your voice muffled against the couch. “I’m yours, Choso. Only yours.”
His hand pushed on the small on your back, making your arch deepen even more, if that was possible.
The sound of your submission seemed to push him over the edge. His thrusts grew erratic, his breaths ragged as he chased his release. God it felt so good, and he knew that. "Cho, ah please" you don't even know what you were begging for at this point.
"What is it (y/n)? Did I fuck you dumb already?" His pace getting sloppier, but he doesn't miss going deep inside you thight little cunt. God he was dreaming of this night for so long, he doesn't want it to end anytime soon. "You're gonna milk me dry, yeah princess? Gonna take it all like a good girl you are?" He smacked your ass again to bring you back "Ah~ yes Cho, I want it all"
Drool Dripping down the corner of your mouth, you're on cloud nine and feel you 2nd orgasm approaching. Choso cant hold it any longer, your body is just too perfect, pussy thight and dripping for him "Fuck~ take it, take it all" he grunts in your ear as you cum with him
"Choso!!!!"
He collapsed beside you, pulling you into his arms as both of you struggled to catch your breath. His lips pressed against your forehead, his hand brushing damp hair from your face.
“You’re amazing,” he murmured, his voice soft now.
“So are you,” you whispered, your heart swelling as you looked up at him.
He smiled, his thumb tracing lazy circles on your hip. “Don't get too comfortable, princess because we’re not done yet.”
#chosokamo#choso#chosoĂ—reader#chosokamoĂ—reader#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#chososmut#jjk x you#jjk choso#jjk smut
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🟢 Director Pierre Perifel explains the connection between The Bad Guys 2 & the first movie, the books, and more!
The characters are based on the popular books by Aaron Blabey. Is this new story also based on a book or is it an original story?
Pierre Perifel: "It's an original story. We borrow elements from the book, we borrow situations, we borrow names, we borrow characters."
Damon Ross:"The bad girls are elements from the books. They're not called the bad girls, but their names are pretty similar. We just changed one of the names. However, the situation in which they meet is completely different. And even their dynamics are different. But the characters themselves are pretty similar."
How difficult was it for you to find a story for a second film?
Pierre Perifel:"I always liked the ambiguity of the last scene in the first film, when you see Diane Foxington picking them up from prison. When she says, "All right, guys, ready to work?", that could mean being ready to take on more, bigger missions. But it could also mean just working. Our characters have just gotten out of prison and they're out of work and in a lot of debt. They go from interview to interview and can't get a job. And then they get sucked back into the life of crime by this trio of bad girls who want them to pull off one last heist. I think that was just our way of pushing ourselves to do super cool action stuff."
Damon Ross: "Here's a new crime syndicate that will test Wolf's decision to become good in the first film. It's one thing to become good, but another to stay good."
Pierre Perifel: "Things have changed though. Nobody runs away from them anymore because they're afraid of being eaten by the wolf. It's more of a distrust. People don't trust these people yet. Wolf believed that people would welcome them with open arms since they had served their time and saved the town from a crazy guinea pig. But that's not how it works. I think that makes the film quite realistic in a way. They have to pay bills but don't have the money because nobody will give them a job."
Have you ever thought about making a prequel?
Pierre Perifel: "I don't think we ever thought about it. We open the new film with a prologue. It's a scene that takes place years before the first film. We also have flashbacks to refer to the first film and explain what our characters went through. But we never thought about making a complete prequel."
Damon Ross: "Right now we're focused on moving the story forward."
What can you tell us about these new characters?
Pierre Perifel: "They kidnap our bad guys to force them to do one last job. They're also great thieves and really badass. The criminals are led by Kitty Kat, a snow leopard voiced by Danielle Brooks. She's super smart, super charismatic and super strong. And then we have Pigtail the wild boar, who's kind of like a MacGyver engineer. She's a crime nerd with a big brain but very shy and always wants to hang out with them. Her voice is by Maria Bakalova. And then we have Doom, a raven, and she's very dry and quick-witted and sort of the femme fatale of the group. She's voiced by Natasha Lyonne. These three are planning a big heist and need help. So they kidnap the gangster gang. And when they say that they are good now, the girls reply: "We don't really ask." And during this work, the two groups grow closer and Wolf begins to wonder if he should return to the criminal life."
You felt like you had to prove yourself to the audience of the books, the fans, and of course you wanted to please them. After proving yourself to them, you now feel pressure to please the fans of the film. Which pressure was greater for you?
Pierre Perifel: "The second film, definitely. Because now we have the entire fan base that we have to serve and that we cannot disappoint."
Damon Ross: "We now have the fan base of the books and also the fan base of the first film. So it's just expanded and gotten exponentially bigger. The books are much bigger now too. But I will say, we work closely with the writer Aaron Blabey. We talk to him all the time and we've shared early cuts of the film. And the feedback has been overwhelmingly positive. So I feel like the fans of the books are going to be super excited because he's excited. And I think that will translate to the general audience as well."
Interview from Rezensionen
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HxH inquiries I know will never be answered but I still think about (spoilers for anime and beyond the anime below)
- What was the Hunter Exam like for Satotz, Menchi, Buhara, etc.
- Is there really no compensation for being an examiner
- Who nen initiated the funny three (Gido, Riehlvelt, Sadaso)
- Who did Kastro beat to gain nine wins (count em, 9. 9 out of the 10 wins needed to be able to challenge a Floor Master)
-- I'd be willing to bet that Gido, Sadaso, and Riehlvelt was at least 1 - 3 of Kastro's wins
-- On that note, who were the eleven that Chrollo (yes, CHROLLO) beat to become a Floor Master
--- yea eleven because 10 wins + 1 floor master = 11 people chrollo had to beat
---- maybe some of them were used as experiments for chrollo's cards (sun and moon, black voice, gallery fake, order stamp, convert hands)
--- Why in Gods name did Hisoka schedule for fights he didn't even show up for
---- yeah he's an "I do what I want and I don't care" guy. But like DUDE. Because of that, your loss to Chrollo costed your EVERYTHING in Heaven's Arena and you have to START ALL OVER AGAIN
- Who is Gon's mom (if he even had a mom)
- Who was the Number 4th Phantom Troupe member before Hisoka (or was hisoka recruited on the spot..?)
-- I'd be willing to accept Omokage if Togashi would (HxH: Phantom Rouge is definitely not perfect, but it was cute for a HxH movie). bonus points if something cool/meaningful is done with Omokage
- What does Tonpa do for a living
- How often does Milluki go outside
- How has Illumi not broken down emotionally yet
- Actually how has EVERYONE in the Zoldyck estate not broken down emotionally yet
- So if Hisoka takes delight in pain and challenges, is there anything that actually pisses him off
-- I would say maybe he gets upset when he's cockblocked (i.e.: Chrollo's "I can't use nen anymore") but even then 1) it gives him more time for anticipation before he eventually realizes his twisted dreams and 2) not getting what you want can be pain and a challenge to relish in in and of itself. So idk maybe nothing angers Hisoka and if that's the case hot dang I applaud his resilience. (Yeah Hisoka took his loss against Chrollo pretty bad but he wasn't visibly ticked off about that)
- What did Tsezguerra do before Greed Island (or did he dedicate his life to something like GI)
- I get people like Machi, Nobunaga, and Franklin, who probably have jobs outside of the Phantom Troupe orders. But what do people like Phinks, Feitan, Shalnark, and Uvogin do outside of the Phantom Troupe
- What does Chrollo do in his free time
-- Does Chrollo even have a set "work time" or does he just determine any time as a good time for thievery and murder
- What is Chrollo a fan of
-- Would he share his fandom interests or keep them to himself
- What does Razor do when he's bored even with sports & such
- What was Genthru hoping to gain after getting all of the cards
-- Maybe Battera's card bounty. but after getting paid, what was he going to do
- Was Kite ever (unknowingly) SO close to Ging during his hunt for him (akin to how close Gon and Gyro were during the CA arc, perhaps?)
- How did the Chimera ants find their way from the Dark Continent and into the known world (like what did some ants migrate on the sea with some floating log)
- How did Knuckle find out about being a hunter, and what drew him to the occupation (same could be asked for Morel, Knov, Palm, and Shoot, but Knuckle intrigues me the most with his whole runaway story)
- How did Knuckle and Shoot meet; How did Morel and Knov meet; How did Morel meet Knuckle and Shoot; How did Knov meet Palm
- How did Morel mentor Knuckle and Shoot
can you tell i like the extermination team members a lot
- What does Knov teach Palm
- Do Knuckle, Shoot, and Palm consider each other as coworkers, associates, or something else (it'd be so cute if all three of them knew each other very well)
- where was Ging before the election, what was he doing (if he was being a bum I wouldn't be surprised)
- What does Pariston do when he's bored
- Does the Hunter Association involve themselves in every field (crime, medical, technology, cybersecurity, food, etc.) and if so where does their influence start and end
- How does networking work in the world of HxH
- How common is it in the world of HxH for someone to be fighting/aiming to physically harm someone or something (because for a story that proposes occupations beyond fighting, it begs the question of how common fights actually are)
- How in Gods name did King Nasubi survive his generation's Succession War
-- Either 1) the other princes destroyed themselves and only Nasubi remained, 2) Nasubi, his men, or his resources actually kicked ass in his Succession War, or 3) Even though he was weak his siblings were weaker (or something)
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D.A.M.N. Crew Headcanons
Freelancer
Doodles on the back of their hands
Never really specialized in anything as a kid and had way too many hobbies. They view this as a negative thing, but the rest of the crew is delighted to hear about their many interests.
Chicken scratch handwriting that only they can read most times.
Attempted to learn shorthand to remedy this but couldn't stick to it long enough to make much of an impact on their note taking style.
Didn't like their hair for a while and so they were always wearing some kind of hat. They still wear a hat a lot, but they've started to get more comfortable with it, especially as Gavin teaches them how to style it better.
Never had a close friend group before the D.A.M.N. crew and usually spent time in groups that seemed to just tolerate them while they were in school.
Used to read voraciously, but hasn't read a full book in about a year. They can manage articles and short stories, but a full book is asking a lot.
Talks to themself a lot and has nearly filled their phone's storage with all the voice notes they make.
Gavin
Gave himself dimples
Wears lots of rings, but one from Freelancer is worn on a chain rather than his hands
Favorite movie is the Princess Bride. The D.A.M.N. crew gets together for a movie night every few weeks and this is always his first suggestion.
Learned how to knit just so he could make Freelancer a hat for their birthday. It was a messy first attempt, but Freelancer loves it all the same.
Great gift giver
Damien made him join a book club with him after figuring out that he hasn't read a book in his life. Gavin gripes about this, but he's actually delighted to have someone to read with and keep him accountable there. He's tried to bring Freelancer into it too, but recognizes that they're too busy for books at the moment.
Damien
Has a very particular taste in energy drinks and doesn't like tea very much.
Black nail polish
His mom pushed him to be good at art as a kid, and he was, could render incredibly realistic studies of nature, but he hated it. He doesn't draw much in present time, but Huxley discovered one of his old sketchbooks at one point and was seriously impressed. Damien wanted to throw out the sketchbook, but Huxley's kept it for now.
When he does draw, it's these shitty little cartoons (I'm talking stick figures and shaky lines) he uses to make Huxley laugh, and only when he's particularly inspired.
Loves to take runs at the crack of dawn just so he can catch the sunrise and the early morning dew.
Has never seen snow in person
Huxley
Loves graphic novels (read all the Bone books as a kid)
Definitely has a rock collection, knows how to skip stones
Goes to poetry open mic nights with Lasko as a way to improve his diction but also train himself to formulate his words better. Some hilarious haikus and free verse have come out of this. Huxley's favorite is the one he performed about a raccoon trying to get tickets to a concert
Is incredibly gentle with his touch as though he's afraid that he'll hurt people with his hugs.
Has dressed up as a bulbasaur for Halloween before
Passed notes with Damien during a lecture that they shared. It drove Damien nuts, but Huxley wasn't sure how else to talk to him at the time. He and Damien still leave each other sticky notes on the mirror and Huxley treasures each of them.
Lasko
Has glasses and they slip down his nose all the time
You know the trope that when people take their glasses off, all of a sudden they're super hot? Yeah, Lasko is the exact opposite way because his lenses are pretty a high prescription and make his eyes look much bigger than they actually are. Take those off and he's immediately squinting and those eyes don't look so big anymore which makes him look uncanny. He's pretty self-conscious about that.
Listens to Mitski
Can quote the entirety of The Hobbit word for word and has very strong opinions about the movies. (He saw them against his will once and has never gotten over it)
Pretty deep morning voice surprisingly enough
Started doing yoga with Dear as a way to keep loose and relax although it's debatable how much relaxing is actually going on towards the end of their sessions and how much of it is just excuses to tease and flirt with each other.
Dear
Top two buttons of their shirt are always unbuttoned, they've got quite the collection.
Loves Lasko's squint that he gets when his glasses slip too far down his nose.
Was on the swim team when they were in school and were pretty good at it (this is an understatement, they set a couple of records for their school)
Nails are always very neatly trimmed and they usually have a clear coat or white nail polish on them
Loopy, neat handwriting
Has always been called a good listener. Little does anyone know that they talk Lasko's ear off just as much as he does their's. They know an insane amount about different species of coral and sea cucumbers and have a collection of books, photos, and articles about them that they've built up over the years.
Very good at figuring out people's strengths and makes a point of complimenting them on it. They are proud to say that they've flustered Huxley with their compliments because it took them the longest time to figure out what would really hit for him.
Has a tattoo on their back
Is part of Damien's book club and always has some of the most detailed notes on the books they read. It's become a bit of a competition between the two of them to see who has the best notes. It's all in good fun though.
#redacted headcanons#redacted freelancer#redacted gavin#redacted damien#redacted huxley#redacted lasko#redacted dear#redacted damn crew#redacted audio
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I can't sleep so it's tbhk theory time
Okay so this is something i have posted before, but now i'm gonna lay more examples supporting my theory
The theory being that everything (or most of) what Tsukasa does is based on Hanako's wishes, based mostly on old chapters
So situation one: Chapter 19, The one where Mitsuba dies
So in this chapter we find out that Tsukasa grants wishes of supernaturals, and we also see that he does it in very unconventional and grotesque ways, as we see him granting Mitsuba's wish of having many friends by turning him into this weird ass monster. And I think in this chapter, we also see him granting Hanako's wish for the first time in the series, but we will get to that later.
Chapter 21, The Tea Party and the door dimension
Yashiro gets kidnapped by Tsukasa and the rest broadcasting room gang to a tea party, the reason being, apparently, to kill her by drowning her in the room, but even as Yashiro herself points out, it doesn't really seem like they actually want to kill her
The weird water that they drowned her in instead transported her to the door dimension that can lead her anywhere, and this is where she goes through the door that leads her to the dimension where Hanako is a living student at her school (and then she gets transported to the current year. oh well).
I know it's a lot of talk and no explenation but bear with me we will get there soon
Chapter 32, Then Mitsuba becomes a school mystery
So 11 chapter later we get direct confirmation that Tsukasa in fact does not want Yashiro to die
And most importantly, we find out Tsukasa actually remade Mitsuba
And this is where it gets to the connection point of the chapters discussed
Kou asks why did Tsukasa remake Mitsuba if he was the one to kill him, to which he answers:
""Just because?" "There was a movie I watched with Amane with an artificial human, I wanted to make one" "But, I dunno... pretty cool, right?"
A hell of an unsatisfactory answer, and he sounds really unpassionate and not really sure, forming the answer more like a question, almost like he's thinking about the reason at the spot, which is exactly what i think hes doing, and it's not the first time.
Chapter 21, the reason he wants to kill Yashiro. We know for a fact that's not how he views his relationship with Hanako, and he literally ends the sentence with "Well, whatever. Anyway."
Chapter 19, asked by Hanako why he turn Mitsuba into that weird ass monster, similiar to chapter 32, he starts with a "hmm..." and thinks for a minute, before actually answering (except this time, his actual answer seems more honest, in a way)
It's really easy to tell when he's hiding his actual motives. And the actual motives, what were they?
To get an answer to that, we don't exactly look for direct quotes for Hanako saying what he wishes for, we more start to speculate what he might be wishing for inside, what he doesn't say.
It's really not that hard, take for example, Hanako wishing he could have somehow met Yashiro when he was still alive, which is exactly what Tsukasa caused in chapter 21
This would be his true intentions behind sending Yashiro to the door dimension.
So how about the whole Mitsuba thing? Well, Hanako was never really happy about Kou having a crush on Yashiro. He has probably thought something like "I wish he would stick to someone else" at least once, right?
And then Kou brings over a ghost student his age to the bathroom stall, asking him how can he deal with him instead of exorcism
Hanako looks like hes getting a bad feeling about him (is he... you know...)
"I want friends. I want to stay with my friends..." Here we have the exact wish that allowed him to "kill" Mitsuba, while also granting his and Hanako's wish. If Tsukasa didn't do anything, Mitsuba would be free to go. He found a friend, and his unfinished business is done. But then, Kou wouldn't stick around with him anymore, so Hanako's wish wouldn't be granted, and also Tsukasa would have taken no part in granting Mitsuba's wish.
The actual way Tsukasa wanted to grant these wishes is by letting Mitsuba turn Kou into a supernatural similar to him, quote "If you make him just like you... you could be together forever, huh?" (THE PARALLELS THE PARALLELS UNRELATED TO THIS THEORY OHHH THE MITSUKOU PARALLELS GOD DESTROY ME SMITE MY BEING)
Directing Mitsuba, guiding him what to do, while also making it seem like it's his own choice, like it's what he wants.
But then Hanako comes over and kills him before that can happen. And he doesn't even look like his confused about whats happening, but he still asks Tsukasa, asks why is he doing this, like he want's a conformation.
Because he knows it was because of him.
Since Tsukasa could tell what Mitsuba wished for because Mitsuba already made a deal with him, it would mean Hanako made a deal with Tsukasa too, all these years ago, a wish that might have been "a little vauge". And also, Hanako doesn't know which one of his thoughts made Tsukasa do this, considering his ways of granting anything are very off the wall, and also, as we discussed before, Tsukasa won't tell him.
(Hanako touching his seal after Kou asks Yako about Mitsuba. His face looking sorrowful, like he's thinking about something)
All he knows is that this happened is because he met Yashiro. He hasn't seen his brother for 20-50 years, and he showed up right after Yashiro became his assistant.
His ghost "life" was boring, nothing really happened, and he stopped wishing for anything. He accepted that he had no future, he needed to take care of the school so he could gain god's forgiveness. But then Yashiro showed up, and his life suddenly was more eventful, he now had a girl to protect. Then after her Kou showed up, and now he had two friends who still had young hope in them.
And it rubbed off on him, it had awakened some hope in him too, made him start wishing again. And now his friends are paying the price of that.
And also it's almost 4 A.M. now as I'm writng this.
So yeah if you have any thoughts on this, other examples or something that contraries my theory please reblog and let me know, i would really like to hear it
(me right now)
#tbhk#jshk#tbhk theory#jshk theory#tbhk speculation#tsukasa tbhk#tsukasa yugi#amane yugi#hanako kun#yugi twins#4 am ramblings#theories#yapping#mitsuba sousuke#kou minamoto
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"I did steal from a lot of them.... but some of them I didn't even fuck and there were a lot of people there I didn't recognize at all. I dunno if I was just too fucked up when I met them to remember or if they were just random assholes coming to party with a celebrity, but I swear I'm not that fuckin' bad...." Blitz was a fuckboy, he couldn't deny that, but most of his sexual history had occurred out of necessity rather than desire. Sex was the most valuable currency he had, but that wasn't something he was about to get into right now with Fizz. He was already pathetic enough as it was.
As the other imp went into his own explanation, Blitz kept quiet, frowning at him but not interrupting, despite how badly he wanted to when it felt like he was being accused of something. Of what, he didn't know, but something.
"You knew he asked for that crystal?" He asked softly, fingers tightening slightly around the mug in his hand. "Look, you don't–– you're fuckin' simplifying shit too much, Fizz. I didn't just feel like a hooker, I was one. That was the whole fucking deal! I fuck him one night a month and he lets me use his book. That's it. He never said shit to me about relationships or feelings until that night. I even––" There was a pause and Blitz took in a deep breath then let it out in a huff. "That night we were at Ozzie's when the two of you fuckin' roasted us and he looked so fucking embarrassed to be with me, I drove him home and he tried to get me to come inside. After I said I wasn't gonna fuck him he asked to fuckin' watch a movie and cuddle, like we've ever done that kind of bullshit before." They had, on occasion, but it was always after sex and that was beside the point anyway! "I told him not to pretend what we had was more than him wanting me to fuck him and he just said 'okay'. He didn't try to deny, it didn't try to tell me I was wrong, nothing! If he really had fuckin' feelings, why the fuck wouldn't he say something then?"
The coffee in Blitz's hand began to slosh a little precariously as he got more animated while he spoke, but when a drop splashed out on onto his hand, he seemed to recognize this and took another sip before setting it aside again, next to his other cup of coffee. "By the time I ran into you, it had been fucking months of him telling me not to come over and sending confusing as shit texts and just being weird. He uses so many fucking words and I don't know what half of them mean, Fizz. So yeah, you were fucking right, but what the hell was I supposed to think when all he did was make me feel like I fucked up and he didn't actually want me anymore? Maybe trying to convince myself all he wanted was my dick was just my way of trying to protect myself from something like this." He paused, blinking in surprise as he realized what he'd just said and how fucking.... honest it actually was.
"Look, I.... I was convinced that I fucked everything up that night 'cause he got so weird after and then..... then when he was kidnapped I wasn't there to help him and he got hurt so bad–– he's still fuckin' mad at me for that–– so I already had it in my head that he was getting bored of me and wanted to end the deal so when the first thing he did when I showed up was ask for his magic book back forever? I panicked! I thought he was taking away my whole fucking business. That Moxxie and Millie would leave me as soon as I couldn't pay them anymore and me and Loony would end up on the street–– if she didn't just leave me too. I was fucking crying, begging him not to take it when she just shoves that crystal in my face and keeps talking like I wasn't about to have a whole fucking breakdown right in front of him. I barely understood half of what he said after that and I fucked up thinking he was joking but he didn't give me a fucking chance to think after I realized he was serious, he just started walking away and then threw me out on my ass when I followed!" Honestly, over a month later, Blitz was still reeling from that whole fucked up night and the day that followed. How it all got so messy, he had no idea, but it couldn't all be his own fault, right?
"And you're right, I didn't go after him when that asshole dragged him away.... but he made it pretty fucking clear he didn't want me there and.... Verosika stopped me from feeding that asshole his teeth before I could even try." He sighed and scrubbed a hand down his face as he thought back to that night, that fucking kiss that was seared into his brain. "It doesn't matter now anyway.... he's done with me. He sang a whole fucking song about what a heartless piece of shit I am at that stupid party, he clearly doesn't want me anymore. I don't think he really wanted me in the first place, just someone...."
"You were a fuckboy. Alright. You pissed them off, but you didn't -destory their lifes-. Half of those are just mad for not having found a better dick than yours yet." he grinned in another attempt to cheer him up... and because he always had a hard time putting a filter to his words.
They weren't that different in that regard.
However, when he started rabling about his feathery prince he fell silent again. For once to just let Blitz get it out and.. because he had a real hard time following this trail of rapidily fired thoughts.
"Okay, baby lizard, take a breath, will you?" he then said and scratched his forehead.
"Sooo~ Let me try to make sense out of all that. Give me a second." the jester warned him, trying to remember what Bitz had told him in that warehouse as well.
"I have no idea if you wanna hear that, but maybe someone needs to give you the talk.
You told me he cares about you, tries to stay in contact ... laughs about your jokes - and that means a lot -. And yet you tried your best to make yourself believe he's just a pretentious prick out for your dick. I got that right, right?"
Fizz just tried to check if he got it right up to this point.
"Then he comes over here, asking Ozzie for a crystal so you dumbass don't need to feel like a fucking hooker anymore when being with him." he continued, poking at Blitz's forehead.
"Ozz says no, because he doesn't want to get involved in helping out someone I hate. You saved me from that little hostage situation we had going on, and I tell my man it's fine to help you two idiots finally become an item as well. We'd have had the cutest double dates for fucks sake." he paused and took a very deep breath.
"I really thought that plan the slenderowl had was fool proofed, and now you're telling this story?!
You're not shitty or worthless or so easy to hate. You are just a fucking idiot sometimes!
I assume you didn't go up to that other guy telling him to get his hands off of your bird?" he assumed and crossed his arms in front of his chest.
"Boy, what do I do with yoooou~?" Fizz really couldn't believe the level of clumsiness his friend was showing off when it came to feelings instead of popping heads.
"You want him? Fight for him!"
#queenxclussy#lmao he's valid#but tbf stolas fumbled just as hard as blitz did#it's such a messy situation haha#also this got long haha
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50s horror, I love you so very much.
#you just don't get movies like this anymore#the screaming skull#weaver-z watches#for those who don't want to watch the full film (it's only an hour or so long) please look up ''screaming skull stool throw'' on youtube#halloween#horror
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tbh an important part of my take on the 'don't be like Sentinel' question is that hours earlier D16 had very decidedly assumed leadership of the High Guard, after which any attempt at resolving his very understandable personal trauma via murder was also, on a wider affects-everyone/your-new-power-means-something scale, inherently going to count as a military coup.
yknow. the thing Sentinel did to assume power/hand it over to the quintessons in the first place
#like you don't get to Be A Leader/wield power and also gratify your personal wishes/needs first and foremost#I feel like is an important part of the movie's whole ethos#sure Sentinel managed it for a bit but the point is it was unsustainable and he lost it again#tf one#transformers one#Megatron#d 16#Sentinel Prime#and tbf Orion's choice to ally with the high guard was also always gonna cause problems but in terms of like. people's general safety#it was also undoubtedly the preferable option compared to 'lets allow them to take point/call the shots'#cause the thing is honestly genuinely#if D16 had either turned his back on the high guard OR enlisted and then disobeyed orders to go after sentinel#then Orion would've been on waaaay shakier ground if he objected#cause in the kind of society they were living in vigilante justice/isolated terrorism/whatever you want to call it#would be no great sin against the ruling powers. like the 'left with no other option' argument definitely would have stood#but like. ORION is the one who's actually engaging in that shit. because he's not decided 'im the commander of an army now'#he's the commander of like. a terrorist cell made of miners. they're not a military organisation with training or much of a power structure#and meanwhile D16 is like 'this is my army now' which. okay cool but that means you are Not anything approaching a vigilante anymore#you get that right#stop operating on the assumption that that's what you are#you REPRESENT an established power structure now you're not just fighting one
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tired of people who want pjo movie references in the disney+ show. "logan lerman should've been-" i don’t care. "poker face in the casino-" actually i hope ms. gaga keeps her entire discography miles away from it. i don't care move on
#peace and love🫶#this isn't even to say I didn't like those parts of the movies or that I can't see the appeal in having references in the show#I'm just tired of HEARING about it oh my god#the pjo movies are getting all of the loving looking back they could need#just in the fact that people's opinions of them are clearly shifting#like people look back on them more fondly now they were VERY bad adaptations but fun movies overall with some good scenes#I think the shift in public opinion is also due to the d+ show btw I think the fact we have a good adaptation now#means people no longer feel the need to spend energy publicly and viscerally disavowing the movies anymore#but we still don't really need references to it!! especially when it's shit you're so clearly not getting I'm sorry#they're not putting logan lerman anywhere in there you know this look inside yourself#and they're DEFINITELY not putting poker face in the lotus hotel scene COME ON NOW THAT WOULD JUST BE STUPID#the lotus hotel scene is already going to undeniably get compared to the pjo movie version#and they. kind of have a lot to beat. the lotus hotel scene was so much fun#there's already going to be a bunch of “which was better?” discourse about it#using poker face would honestly probably not help. also then it's not gonna be a fun scene in it's own right#it's gonna be a fun and good scene to people just cause it references some bad movies#anyway I hope they pick a different song I saw some people say hotel room-#pjo#pjo tv#pjo disney+
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I think part of what makes Farscape's characters and relationships so compelling is how unafraid the cast is to show physical intimacy. Everyone is getting in everybody's space. There are shoulder nudges, folk lean towards each other when speaking, grab and touch each other's faces, they clap each other on the back, they throw things at each other over meals, and steal from each other's plates, they hold each other when they cry, it's constant and easy and natural.
And it's not just the human actors, they share these interactions with the Muppets too
I know some other old shows have this kind of thing but I can't think of any more modern ones that have anything close to the same degree happening All The Time even just among the main cast during big moments nevermind in the background with minor characters while other things happen. They all just kinda stand on or sit across from one another and 70% of the intimacy is made by how the shots are cut together and the music (perhaps higher than 70% since COVID).
#chirping wren#farscape#tv media#movies#maybe i just need to be watching better shows#but its kinda like if you aren't fucking and or building up to it then you don't get to be close on screen anymore
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idk man maybe i'm missing something but telling people that they aren't real fans of a source material because they don't full-on despise the live action adaptation just sounds a little close-minded and idiotic to me
#yes this is about natla#but it can also be about any live action adaptation#like i actually like the monster high live action movies but it's kinda hard to find others who will let me like it peacefully#natla definitely wasn't perfect but i still liked it#and so did many others#and while someone just saying “you're not part of our fandom anymore” doesn't actually remove someone from a fandom#it's still just not nice#if you see a post of someone praising natla or just talking about it in a non-negative light just keep scrolling#you really don't have to fill their inbox with tangents about your hate for the show#natla#natla positivity#<- ya know what yeah i will tag it that#all non natla haters get behind me#atla#avatar live action#avatar the last airbender#netflix atla#atla netflix#atla la#la atla#atla live action
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Im actually never forgiving Descendants: The Royal Wedding for being all silly goofy happy cartoon and then out of fucking NOWHERE just dropping "I really miss Carlos guys" HEY DISNEY WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM
#It's so fucking jarring#The entire episode up to that point was all goofy funny times and then#That#It also irks me cause they're clearly moving away from the core four with the next movie#I mean I HOPE so anyway#So what was the point of killing him off at all you could've just left him alive NOTHING would change#Like it's an animated mini movie you could easily find a VA that sounds like him#Or if you really didn't wanna do that#Put him in some sort of situation that causes him to be away from the wedding#Maybe he sends a letter or something idk#Like why kill him if you were already ending the core four's story there and moving on to new characters#And like don't get me wrong they SHOULD move away from the core four#Do not fucking touch them anymore unless it's little cameos#The entire reason they initially canceled D4 was because they didn't wanna go on without Cameron#So if they were to go back on that and kill him off so they could keep making movies that would be disrespectful as FUCK#D4 probably a cash grab but I am glad they went the creative route and decided to explore other parts of the universe#Instead of clinging onto the group that's missing a cast member#I just#Man#You could've left him alone Disney you really didn't have to do that#And in the worst way possible too#descendants#peg speaks
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just got a notification from my phone calendar saying "It's almost alfo's birthday, do you want to plan something?"
#uhhh first of all i haven't spoken to her in 7 years. :(( second... she lives in Chile. so no...#i do hope she's doing well though. :(#once i guessed the song that was in her head with no clues#(the song popped into my head after she told me to guess) and we were both like 'WHAT'#she told me we were twin flames. i didn't know what that meant but i believed it.#we used to watch movies on rabb.it and she would complain about her mom. and i would tell her everything would be okay.#and she went on a trip once where she wouldn't have wifi and had her friend Tomas keep up our snapchat streak...#anyway thank you phone for making me sad i miss you alfonsina.#fuck now i'm thinking about old friends who don't love me anymore...#alfo and emilie and w and kiwi. ahhh kiwi...#the first person to ever have a crush on me!!!#that was amazing man#kiwi and their friend maggie tried to help me make a plan for getting away from home back then. it never worked. but it was nice of them#i still have asks from both of them in my inbox : ( sigh#emilie was nice until my life fell apart and then decided i wasn't worth talking to anymore (because i wasn't dming her about my problems?)#and w and i weren't super close but we were friends for a while. did a big bang together!#and there are a dozen others who've slipped away. lol...#anyway sorry but google assistant hath just wrecked me with a simple notification. and i don't even have them turned on... :((#diaerie
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ramblings of insane person
#i keep going back nad just typing on this when im watching lectures LMAO i don't even necessarily agree with myself anymore on all of it#it is 2024 and i have been thinking about hardenshipping all month. it is 2014 and i h#i can't even hide behind nostalgia though i played alpha sapphire early 2022 LOL this is just who i am#honestly though i consider my parents not getting me a copy of oras when i was a kid to be some kind of real tragedy can you imagine if i'd#had a 7 year head start. i mean i didn't have a 3ds until 2016 but at the time i would have literally sold my kidney to play oras#i love hoenn a lot though just bc as a kid most of the pokemon anime i would watch was dvds from the library cause i didn't have cable#so it was just the gen 1-4 seasons and i looooooved the gen 3 ones and the gen 3 movies soo much destiny deoxys was on repeat me and my#brother watched it like once a week i still love that movie. so i do have a lot of hoenn nostalgia. I LOVE HOENN. in all its square majesty#anyways oras are just such good games man so fucking good like they have actual spirit like it is not very often that i feel genuine wonder#anymore playing pokemon games but every time u use the eon flute to fly around and fully exploring sea mauville the first time earlier this#playthrough ohhh it does give me that feeling of like holy shit im playing pokemon pokemon is so cool i love pokemon#ahhh video james. long ass tags
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