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ruiyuki · 4 months

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“Then, why don't you claim your own skies?”

The words ring in his head that morning of the ceremony. Thinking on this was unusual, really— the Drayster never mulled over things for long. In the days leading up however, Drayton couldn't help being reminded of the words said to him by that guy many months ago.

— —

Cyrano introduced him as a gym leader of the Galar region, visiting Blueberry Academy to train for a while in the Terarium.

“Yo, name's Raihan. Heard you're a dragon trainer too— care for a battle?”

A fellow dragon specialist, and Duraludon trainer too. They clicked instantly; having so much in common and being so similar in personality, it made League Club members do a double take. It wasn't before long that Drayton spent most of his class-skipping days hanging with Raihan in the Terarium during those few weeks.

They battled, they trained, and sometimes they just chatted over grub. Most of the time it was light-hearted: trading tips on dragon training, or stories of the strong trainers they've encountered. Other times, Raihan ranted off about the online beef he had with that Iono chick

(“The streamer girl? Yeah, we've met; she was invited here from Paldea last year. Girl's a whacky cuckoolander.” “Ugh, got that straight.”)

or jived Drayton about his League Club juniors.

(“Your girl Lacey is real cute.” “Yeah, that's her thing. Don't you think about trying anything though; her old man's Clay.” “The cowboy man? Damn.”)

It was only when the topic of rivals drifted along the daily conversation mill that vibes turned dour. A topic that Drayton avoided taking too seriously. There were feelings that never left him, never spoken aloud at Blueberry Academy. He wanted to keep it away, leave it on the shores of Unova miles from his small ocean sanctuary.

But Raihan never disparaged it. To Drayton's surprise, the other dragon tamer even had his own struggles to share, despite already reaching the status of 8th gym leader. He candidly described the child prodigy in his home region— the undefeated champion ever so popular and praised in the public eye.

It was a story Drayton knew all too well; he could recognize it in the undertone of Raihan's voice as he hit note for note the same emotions Drayton had felt too. So for the very first time since stepping foot upon Blueberry Academy, Drayton shared his own story— of his family, of the Opelucid Gym, of the Unova Champion.

Leon. Drayden. Iris.

These were the names that, although both Raihan and Drayton had much respect for them as pokemon trainers, never really made their smiles reach their eyes. The brighter big lights shine, the larger the shadows are cast behind them they say. Drayton's never found peace in that darkness, but it did make him feel better finding a kindred spirit in Raihan.

That is, until Raihan dropped the most mind-blowing take the Drayster's ever heard.

“It’s the same for you innit?— with Iris, I mean. There's always that someone you can't reach up to no matter how much you give your all— the ultimate rival. 'cept don't you think it could be that way 'cause you're playing the game with different rules?”

“Huh?”

“Leon was the strongest because his Pokemon are strong. Even if he's in a tight spot, he'd always manage to eek out a win because of that insane raw power of his pokemon. Battle instincts just come naturally to him y'know? But if you ask the man about how he uses his pokemon's abilities or setting up his next move? My mate gets lost quicker than Sonia can put a tracker on him, haha!”

“The Pokemon League's standard for single battles is great and all, but doubles is a whole different ball game. Singles is all about strength and endurance; double battles actually uses tactics. Just because a trainer is good at raising Pokemon to be strong doesn't always mean they'll be good at strategy. Honestly, it’s amazing how Leon stayed at the top for a decade 'til the new champ beat him.”

No matter how good Drayton was as Blueberry League Champion, at a school specialized in double battles, beating Iris was always a separate issue. The battle skills he was taught as a child, from his training by his grandfather at Opelucid Gym was all he had ever known when battling her. But truth be told, it never even occurred to him to level the playing field. It never occurred to him to think that he could.

“That's why I choose doubles in my gym. There are different ways to be strong as a trainer, it's just a matter of finding your own. 'sides, this school already specializes in double battles, why not put that to your advantage?”

Challenging Iris in a double battle… might just be the craziest idea Drayton has ever considered.

“The skies are big enough for all of us to fly— you just have to claim your territory, mate.”

— —

“Drayton, there you are!” Lacey's voice snaps him out of his reverie.

They've just finished the graduation ceremony. Long and arduous, the graduating students all decked out in Blueberry's cap and gown stood in the Terarium's Central Plaza waiting to be called up one by one to recieve a fancy sealed up paper. After the final speeches were said, cheers shouted and caps tossed, it was finally time for students to freely mill about in the celebratory energy.

“Yo. Congratulations, Miss Valedictorian.”

“Oh please, not you too. Crispin and the other League Club members have already said enough.” She pauses, lightly laughs as she approaches him. “And besides, I came here to congratulate you! Congratulations on graduating, Drayton.”

“Thanks, been a long time coming.”

“Yes… To be honest, I'm kinda surprised you made it this year…”

“Heh heh, aren't we all?” He took no offense to that, really. “Guess I just got my muse back this time 'round.”

Indeed, Drayton's change of pace didn't go unnoticed by the rest of the BB Elite Four. Perhaps it was the influence of the whole Kieran drama last year… or after that had cleared up, the subsequent sister school exchange event where the top BB League Club members got invited to Paldea to participate in a team competition. Lacey certainly noticed Drayton went back to skipping class when the Galarian gym leader was here, but at least he was motivated somewhat regularly after.

“I see… well I'm glad to hear that, Drayton. What are you planning to do after graduation?”

“Who knows… but I might have something in mind…”

“Something?”

“Don't worry about it.” He waves it off and ushers her ahead. “C'mon, lets take some photos with the club. It'll be our last ones here afterall.”

“By the way Drayster— if you ever find yourself in Galar, feel free to drop by Hammerlocke Stadium any time. We'll be happy to have ya.”

#pokemon #pokemon sv #pokemon drayton #pokemon raihan #drabble #pokemon scarlet and violet #I NEEDED TO GET THIS OUT OF MY SYSTEM #JUST TAKE IT #me creating content again? unbelievable #i cant write fics to save my life #this is a one time deal #brainrot too strong #i think about this a lot #raihan would be such a positive influence on drayton #asdfghjkjhgfghjk

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ecargmura · 10 months

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Pokemon Horizons Episode 13 Review: Picnic Time!

It’s been two weeks since Pokemon Horizons went on break, but why does it feel like two months? I’m happy that I can finally watch more Pokemon Horizons! Episode 13 is a break episode that’s a mix of a recap and actual plot significance.

We learn that the Brave Asagi is actually Orla’s creation that she made from Ludlow’s old fishing boat. I do like learning lore about this! It shows why Orla is the groups’ mechanic because she’s the one who knows how it works.

The episode is basically showing off the picnic mechanic from the games. I think it transitions well! Everyone makes their own sandwiches and Roy experiences what a majority of SV players go through when the top sandwich bread falls off. I feel you, Roy.

Liko’s kindness shows throughout this episode as she wants Dot to be involved, but wants to respect her feelings. She made a picnic set with Murdock inside the ship so that Dot, Ludlow and Quaxly get to take part in their picnic too! I’m glad that there’s progression with the Liko and Dot storyline; however, she’s still oblivious that Dot is Nidothing. It seems that everyone on the Brave Asagi knows Dot is Nidothing except for Liko and Roy. When will the big reveal happen?

Dot, in turn, seems to be moved by Liko’s kindness. She was struggling to make a video and was trying to talk about picnics after Roy sent her a pic with him and Liko enjoying sandwiches, but when she finally gets to experience the joys of a picnic, she makes a good video and even sends a pic to Liko. I’m sure Dot’s arc is coming up soon. I can feel it.

Roy gets a bit of his own plot point here as he encounters a Wattrel who stole his sandwich. After making Fuecoco go into a sound battle, Roy realizes that it was just hungry, so it offered to share the sandwich. Wattrel then proceeds to take the whole sandwich. Roy then notices that the Wattrel hasn’t flown when he noticed a flock of them flying by. I’ve seen speculations that Roy might catch Wttrel, but I think otherwise. Roy lived a life where he has always been surrounded by Pokemon, so I’m sure that he’s just concerned with it. Whether he catches it or not really depends on the writer, but I just wish the fandom will just stop making baseless theories on captures and what not. I’m sure that Liko and Roy’s first captures will be announced when the time comes.

The Rising Volt Tacklers’ parental figures are definitely Friede and Murdock. Towards the end of the episode, they have a heart-to-heart about how Dot and Liko are changing and growing. Friede also comments on Roy’s growth too. I really enjoyed their little talk as it shows how close the Rising Volt Tacklers are as a group and not just random people stuck together. I’m glad that the writers are taking time to add in interactions between the adults as much as the kids.

Spinel is on the move again. This time, he’s in a disguise and has more Magneton to stop the Brave Asagi’s reboot. Damn, this guy’s smart. He’s definitely going to be a tricky foe to deal with. I just find it interesting how the episode was mainly heartwarming and then the ending punched the viewers with the cliffhanger.

I’m excited for the next episode! Oh, and there’s a poster that shows what’s to come for the next couple of episodes! Iono and Kabu make their debut! Iono was shown in a trailer a few weeks back, but Kabu showing up was not in my bingo card! Wow! Kabu never made an appearance in Journeys, so it’ll be interesting to see what the anime has in store for the Gym Leaders that didn’t show up!

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buggysmalls69 · 5 months

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Well I'd best explain myself.

Hey. It's milk ✌️

If you know me from being moots elsewhere.. Hi! This is my special interest blog. A real rebloggy blog. For reblogging. And talking about my interests if I feel like it!

Current interests:

In no particular order

- Figures ✨

I collect figures. I have like well over 300 at this point. I don't keep track anymore and this one is slowly but surely subsiding. I will always adore figures and collecting them though. My figures make my room a safe place for my senses. They're all so pretty 💖

- Pokémon 🌈

Oh my god an autistic person who likes Pokémon it's a miracle. Yeah. I started playing Pokémon when I was 3, so 17 years going strong. I originally preferred the toys and cards, but heart gold and soul silver converted me and then I became a mega fan. Tracking releases, learning lore, creating fanart. Mind you I was like 7. There's a deviantart account out there from when I was 6? and yeah that shit Sure Is (you can try and find it I don't really care anymore jfjsjfjg). Anyway!!! Faves are cleffa, whimsicott, blaziken, galvantula, giratina, mimikyu and Registeel. Faves by proxy include lapras, torkoal, lilligant, gengar, rayquaza, mudkip and ledyba. Fave humans are Iono, Lillie (LillieMoon 💖💖💖), Ingo and Emmet, allister, N, Erika and Elesa. Gen 5 is currently my favourite but I have played gen 5 a LOT the past few years and a lot of my faves are gen 5. I attended both the Pokémon center pop up in London in 2018, and EUIC 2024 in London, also for the Pokémon center lmao.

- Bugs 🐛

Woo big surprise it/they user enjoys bugs. My favourites are moths, exact favourites being hummingbird hawk moths and Madagascan sunset moths. Also a huge fan of weevils, worms, snails, beetles, bees and butterflies! I hope to have a butterfly collection one day in frames :3

Hatsune Miku.

- One piece ☠️

Pretty new one but yeah, I'm caught up so I spend a LOT of time thinking about them damn pirates. Faves in no order are Zoro, Luffy, Usopp, Sanji, Robin, Perona, Mihawk, Law, Corazon, Ace, Yamato, Katakuri, Crocodile, Buggy, Doflamingo, Lucci, Okiku, and Big Mom.

- No but for reals Miku 🎧

Fun fact! I've been a Miku fan since 2010. That's 14 years baby!! My first vocaloid songs that I remember hearing are nyan cat (duh), world is mine, Romeo and Cinderella, butterfly on your right shoulder, gugurekasu, and my all time fave, corruption garden. Absolutely underrated banger. This should be a general vocaloid section really because my favourite cryptonloids are Kaito, Luka and Miku and then my favourite non cryptonloids are Meika Mikoto, Lily, Nekomura Iroha, PoUta, Teto and Luo Tianyi! My favourite producers are PinocchioP, Neru, Giga, Kira, Iroha(sasuki) and OwataP!

I went to Miku expo in London 2018, 2020 and I am going in 2024!!! A selection from my personal wishlist for London 2024 setlist :

Paradichlorobenzene - OwataP 💛

Kokoro - Toraboruta 🧡

Kunoichi Demo Koi ga Shitai - MikitoP 🩵🧡

Digital Girl - Kira 🩵

Break it, Break it! - E.L.V.N ❤️

Non Breath Oblige - PinnochioP 🩵

Erase or Zero - crystalP 💛💙

-Minecraft 🌲

Yeah yeah you can laugh all you want. I've been consuming Minecraft since it came out, and I've played it for 10 whole years. I got pc edition 5 years ago now (INSANE). I love Minecraft. I tend to play just random mods shoved in a folder, but I do play with friends sometimes!!! If anyone ever wants to play please tell me I will kiss you.

NON SPECIAL INTERESTS BUT VERY IMPORTANT TO MY IDENTITY

-Dinosaurs (since I was like 4)

-Sanrio (as long as I can remember)

-Animals

-Anime in general

-Art (lotta A's huh)

-Shitty adult cartoons (south park, family guy, American dad, I have encyclopedic knowledge of all 3 and I can recall every episode. I also know family guy season 4 word for word :3)

-Sitcoms (Actually enjoy: Two and a half men, modern family, young Sheldon kinda, does house count? It should. Encyclopedic knowledge: Big Bang Theory, Two and a half men, Frasier, Friends)

THE "SOMETIMES" SPECIAL INTEREST

- Five Nights at Freddys 🐻

I know, I'm so cool. This game has had its dirty grip on me since it came out. Basically I hate it but every time a new game comes out I can't help but go on a self destructive info absorb and I watch like 6 hour video essays on the new lore and implications. It's fun I like fnaf silly Creachure. My fave is the puppet because I'm non binary haha.

-UNDERTALE ❤️

I pretty much tick all the boxes for middle school anxiety huh. Yeah undertale is a beautiful masterpiece and every few years I'll have a mega "aaaaa undertale" phase where I'll just do nothing but play and consume undertale content. I've played the game through at least like 10 times? A few of each ending. I'm still really bad at sans fight.

-Animal Crossing 🐾

I think everyone should have this one. Occasionally I'll just be like "hm being an adult in the real world isn't really what I wanted right now" so I play animal crossing until oops 6 hours passed. I'll then play for about a week before putting it down again. I tend to stick with new horizons, just because it has the best gameplay. Also BUGS heheshhfksjgh. Fave villagers are Lily, Eugene, Beardo, Judy, Merengue, Lolly, Merry and Marina. I also love Flick and Celeste.

Kinning!!

Yeahhh I kin some bitches. Big deal.

- Yamada Ryo

The big one. She's just me for real for real. I love her for realsies. Also um hi bocchi kinnies.

- Rina Tennoji

She's so fucking autistic. I also struggle with expression (fluctuates between under and over!).

- Kokoro Tsurumaki

Genki. I have made it my personal goal to make people happy in recent years and it's really helped my own mental health

- Madoka Kaname

😳🩷🖤

- Kirby

Small, Round, Pink, Poyo

- Flandre Scarlet

Tiny Creachure clinging to childhood (with a dash of trauma).

- Kanna Kamui

I just, deep down. I experience friendship the exact way Kanna does. I have no concept of boundaries. I will crawl into your bed at night.

- Stocking

Sweets, hypersexual, kinky, goth, chubby. Me.

- Yamato

Oblivious, love friend so much, bad family relationships.

- Kuromi

*cough cough* *straightens paper* Although Kuromi may look and act tough and punk, she is actually very girly and is attracted to good-looking guys. That is all.

And yeah I think that's pretty much it. Obviously this post will get updated as regularly as it needs it. Hope u enjoy my silly content!!!

#figures #death #bugs #pokemon #hatsune miku #one piece #Minecraft #Dinosaurs #Sanrio #Milkytalk #updated 28/4/2024

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kingsansa · 2 years

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Totally respect your'e not in the mood to write the grenade chapter so how about you give us a hint not of the grenade but something innocuous about the next chapter iono like where Sansa takes Robbie to go explore parts of Chicago or how Catelyn has bribed the doorman to spy on Sansa for her?

It doesn’t take long for her to figure out that there are some upsides to not living underneath the same roof as her parents and siblings.

Just some.

“Wait,” Her arms fly around his shoulders, her skin sticking to his. “Stay.”

They’re both panting. His breath control is better than hers for obvious reasons. Still, that doesn’t stop her from wrapping her legs around his waist even tighter so that he’s secure in the cradle of her hips. Jon grins at that, boyish, sweaty, and hers.

“I’m heavy,” His curls tickle her forehead.

“Crush me.” She demands, touch drunk.

He doesn’t, but he shifts so that half of his weight is on the bed rather than fully on top of her, pulling out. His lips skim her pulse, then her clavicle, as his breath whistles hot against her chest.

“I was supposed to be downstairs 30 minutes ago.” He murmurs against her skin.

30 minutes ago, he woke up to go down to the gym. 30 minutes ago, she had the best idea of her life. Then 30 minutes ago, she tugged him back into bed. Their bed, where they didn’t have to worry about overbearing parents or nosy and noisy siblings—

Their bed. Their home. Theirs.

Sansa drags his fingers through his hair. “Might as well just stay here.”

His laugh warms her all over, as he meets her eyes. “Might as well, huh?”

She’s barely even gotten out a response when his fingers find her stomach, making her writhe in laughter, as his scruff finds her throat, rasping delightfully against her skin. Her laugh drops into a sigh like hum just as his mouth moves up to hover over hers—

A phone rings.

His, not hers. Her ringtone isn’t nearly as obnoxious—the sound of an alarm crackling through the bottom speakers. His throat rumbles against her skin, which tickles.

“Who is it?” asks Sansa.

“Who cares?” Jon mutters, before he kisses her in full.

They’re granted a minute of peace after the phone goes silent. His fingers are gliding up her rib cage, chasing the sound from her mind completely, until—

It starts right back up again.

Her hands find his chest mid kiss. “Is it important?”

“This is important.” His hands circle her wrist, as he pulls her up close to him.

When the phone goes silent the second time, it almost immediately starts back up again.

“Fuck,” Jon says, before she can even say anything. Grinding his jaw, he disentangles his limbs from hers to snatch his phone off the nightstand, smushing it to his face.

“What?”

It’s 7:05 in the morning. What, indeed. Who’s calling him three times at seven in the morning?

Sansa’s stomach turns a little, but she ignores it. Ignores Harry’s voice in the back of her head, too, as she snuggles closer to him, half sitting up.

“At home.” His voice is muffled from dragging his palm down his face.. “I already said I wasn’t coming.”

A male voice. She tries not to relax out of relief. She’s close enough that she can hear a faint answer of disbelief, followed by a demand for an explanation.

“My girl and my kid got in yesterday. We have plans.”

Her heart skips a beat, then a whole flight of stairs.

My girl.

It’s so stupid considering everything he said last night about giving Issher the ring and building a life together and growing old together, this is what really gets her. My girl.

Because it makes his promise feel a lot more real.

“I did.” Jon says shortly. “Like 5 million times.”

Sansa presses her cheek into back, banding an arm around his waist, ignoring the stupid smile threatening to melt her face off. Her heart doing jumping jacks in her chest. Her hope—

No.

She doesn’t have to do that anymore.

“We have plans?”

She’s sitting up fully, arms wrapped around his shoulders, face buried in his neck so he can’t see how ridiculously pink and pleased her face is.

“The aquarium.” He kisses the back of her hand, and she can feel his grin against her skin. “They have starfish. And cotton candy. Team bonding can wait.”

Hockey can wait.

She never, ever thought she’d hear those words come out of his mouth.

“What?” He says, when she hugs him even tighter, but doesn’t say anything.

Three words on the tip of her tongue, warm and true, but still so, so heavy. Even with as happy as she is right now.

She swallows them down for another day. She feels a little less lighter. But that’s okay.

On the nightstand, the baby monitor detects rustling. A small whimper sounds through the speakers, a cross between a yawn and a bleary huff.

“I thought we’d have a little more time.” Jon says under his breath, regretful. But not really. Not in the slightest.

He kisses her hand again.

Sansa kisses his jaw, heart soaring rather than falling.

“We’ve got all the time in the world.” She says, rising. “Hurry up and get down to the gym so we can leave. I want my cotton candy.”

#ficlet #pinky promise

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undercityrezident · 1 year

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I have two major (non-serious) criticisms to make of Iono:

1) There’s no Magnemite or any of its evolutions on her team.

2) Neither team of hers has a pokemon that can learn/use electroweb.

Why are these two things a problem?

Branding.

Do you know how wild her chat would go whenever she sent out one of the Magnemite line, especially if it was one of the ones she dressed up as hair accessories. (Yes I recognize that she says in her trailer they’re just hair clips and not real Magnemites, but imagine how cool it would be if they were and she just sent them out from her head to do battle). The funniest thing would be if she used Magneton and it was comprised of her two hair bobs and a third one that just comes out of one of her sleeves or something goofy like that.

And, of course, how can we forget part of her intro catchphrase: “Your eyeballs are MINE—caught in my Electroweb!” She could easily dramatize and hype up her use of electroweb in battles every time since it’s part of her intro that I imagine, in-universe, her fans know off by heart. Again, her chat would go nuts and she could probably even get onlookers to chant it with her if she went and did the whole bit, or even the part of the line that she uses it in. I imagine she might do just that when we see her in the anime. If we don’t I’ll be sorely disappointed.

For someone who’s established such a look, such a routine in terms of both lines and visuals, and for someone who seems to prize getting those subs and views above all else, she doesn’t seem to know how to milk her brand effectively.

And you want to know the funniest thing? The Magnemite line can learn electroweb through breeding... Two Wattrels with one stone edge there, Iono, just saying...

#Rez Rambles #Don't take this seriously at all #She's goofy and fun and I like her over the top nonsense #But these were misses that I couldn't ignore and had to address XD #Pokemon #Iono #SV #SV Spoilers

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tayerroos · 3 years

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Patchwork Tales: Book 1

A “9" roleplay compendium. Read on AO3 Chapter: 10 [First] [Back] [You Are Here] [Next] Warnings for this chapter: Mild Violence, Self Harm

Stratos hadn't realized the time until some of the others yawned. She grew concerned that they may not be ready to do this yet, but she also didn't want to leave Mesos in Chase's grasp any longer than they already have. Stratos sighed. "Isaac, can you find Atmos and lead her to Chase's base? We'll need her strength and prowess in battle," she asked. "Already on it, in fact, here's a little example," Isaac said as the arms on the desk passed down a small robot with a Christmas light on top. The light on the robot flickered on, glowing a bright green. "Mesos is this way!" the little robot said repeatedly. "It'll be quiet outside. It's just doing that now because there's so many stitchpunks here," Isaac explained. "I have more being made as we speak, each having the coordinates of both Atmos and Mesos."

#Patchwork Tales #Book 1 #Chapter 10 #tw: mild violence #tw: self harm #9 RP #Shane Acker's 9 #Fanfiction

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costellos · 3 years

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LOL A 401K IM DEAD but honestly...... tru

all that tax stuff, retirement plans.... nanami’s got it covered. and then there’s gojo, committing tax fraud 🤧 i’d compare gojo to salt as a seasoning but that’s kinda mean, he does have some flavor. like, sugar probably suits him better?? sweet, can be addicting, but bad for you if have too much of it 🙈 AND THEN NANAMI. man’s the whole spice rack, he wouldn’t have it anything less since he loves food so much 😤 he is, as we say, umami personified 🤌

yeah, it’s unfortunate lmfao but oh well. i do occasionally have them in a smoothie though, like you said!

alsjfhsha it’s def time consuming.... like i’d be sitting down w my family and when i’m finally done picking it all out, they’ve finished eating welp 😭 and yeah, the rational part of me knows that, but i’m that person someone has to go up the service worker for and be like “excuse me she asked for no pickles” (except i didn’t 🙈) i’m much better in restaurants bc the language barrier isn’t as intimidating so i will tell them to leave out an ingredient if it’s something i can’t easily take out

mmmmm i can see that! he’d be the guy who’d eat pizza with a fork and knife wouldn’t he lol. and dab all the excess oil off w a napkin. he probably only goes to the Legit pizza places too haha but i think if he likes you enough he can be convinced to eat almost anywhere

ofc!! ask games are more fun if it goes both ways 😌 and ooooo tsumu! interesting...... 👀 those are honestly such good date ideas w a guy like atsumu! that’d rly be smth he’d enjoy and ngl the moment i read ‘something physical’ i immediately imagined y’all racing LMAO. he’s a prime example of how competition can be good for you w the right person, so i can see you filling in the space osamu left after he decided to focus more on his food aspirations. like imagine making cute lil bets w him and the loser having to do what the winner wanted hehe. omg a double date w the miya twins would be sm fun tho??? from my impression of you so far, i definitely trust you to keep tsumu in line lmfao so catch me there. me and osamu are the ones spectating and judging your guys’ competitions and cheering you on to beat atsumu like we’re olympic commentators or smth LOL

aaaaa i’m honestly p shy but if anything can get me to come off anon, it’d be nanamin 😂 (it’s like we’re todo and yuji bonding over their shared type but w nanami skdjfjsjsjs) let me know if you prefer to keep it here or on discord and i’ll give you my account, whichever platform you like better! also congrats on 1k! much deserved!! 🎉

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A;LDSKJ GOJO WOULD COMMIT TAX FRAUD. lmao salt is a lil mean!! sugar is more fitting <3 sugar is also used for more fun foods, and I feel like it matches him bc of his sweet tooth. but Nanami........ o lawd. definitely the whole spice rack yes. 100% agree. pls I would use him in everything. wait was that a weird thing to say?

ah I totally understand! well, u got this friend. the next time u go out for Mexican food, I’ll be there cheering for u in spirit!!

and yes.... ugh... I don’t think he’s particularly picky, he’ll try anything. he just doesn’t like foods that are excessive, if that makes sense? like what you were saying with the grease. I think he’s more the type to like subtle flavors. an obnoxious meat lover’s pizza from The Hut would be a no go, but he’s down for a, quote, Legit Pizza Place. the kind of Italian restaurant that’s authentic! but let’s admit it, by that point it wouldn’t even technically be “pizza.” authenticity comes with a price :’)

ty friend you’re far too kind 🥺 AND PLS YOU’RE MAKING ME BLUSH OVER MY LAPTOP HHHHHHH. I would love nothing more than to fill the Osamu-shaped hole in his heart once they both go into their separate careers. and god..... don’t encourage him. or me. I would definitely make bets w him. and I would win. but thank you sweet anon, I would do my best to keep him from annoying the shit out of you!! it would be an honor to have you and Osamu comment on our tomfoolery. 👉👈

MY GOD I WAS ABOUT TO KEYBOARD MASH AGAIN. we’re definitely Todo and Yuji.... u like Nanami and so now I’m obligated to imagine a whole life we coulda had together in high school together. even tho I graduated five years ago. and I’m assuming you did some time ago too since you mentioned you’re old...... lordt. anyway! thank you for the congrats!! I would love to discuss more headcanons and such w you over Discord! dm me and I’ll add you so that we can sob over Nanami’s absence in the anime <33

nanamin date anon said: me, rewatching eps 9-13 on replay until the new episode comes out: hahaha i love all the jjk characters equally! nanamin and *looks at smudged writing on hand* the extras

lol i love them all rly, it’s just super refreshing to have an adult like nanami in a shounen

haha yeah, i’m definitely glad i’m not the oldest (bc that’s way too much responsibility for me, idk how they do it) so being player 2 as a younger sibling isn’t too bad, especially since it’s the story that i’m usually more interested in rather than the gameplay itself. i don’t have to worry about remembering which buttons to press in a fight when i can just watch the plot play out lol. (it’s definitely a good game, i just suck at the controls 😅 my brother let me play a bit and i couldn’t get the web swinging down i was struggling so bad aslfjjfsjak) what sort of games are you into? 👀

even if it’s boring to some ppl, watching is a good way to experience the game for yourself as well, esp if it’s a single player game! ofc i do tend to prefer multiplayer games, but it’s not too dissimilar to watching someone play a sport tbh. AND NO KENMA IM PRO-SIDEQUEST LIVE OUT YOUR COMPLETIONIST DREAMS. if we gotta fetch that dude a super rare item to unlock his backstory we MUST do it ok

YEAH! mikorin is also voiced by noya’s va! it’s honestly a shame gsnk didn’t get a second season, it’s so good 😔

me: lol does that mean kuroo’s your tomoda

kenma: ok this date is over

LMFAOOOOO not my fault the popular choices are the ones that get you the good end 😤 and it’s all good, i’m also guilty of replaying to see how the other choices impact the story haha. if there’s no save system tho, i’d make him switch out w me every time we replay bc i’d zone out at all the repeat stuff (bless games that have a skip option 🙏)

UGH TELL ME ABOUT IT!!! ok so I love the other charas too but.... Nanami’s so good. so good. iono about you, anon, but I went back and rewatched his episodes from the dub and it made me Feel Things. and I agree, it is refreshing to see an adult like him in shounen. esp since he treats the kids like kids. and he makes it clear that their being kids is never a bad thing. I will reiterate: he’s so good.

ahhh friend that’s so nice!. your brother sounds really chill. plus it sounds like a good balance: you get to watch the story, and he gets to dick around!! win-win. and as for my fav games, I’m up for anything! I try to avoid co-op games like Overwatch bc I get too competitive and I’m a sore loser lmao (but they are fun!). the last games I played were the Last of Us 2 and Persona 5, two very different games, but stuff that’s a good time nonetheless. tbh as long as I can immerse myself in the story and there’s tons to explore, I’m down. what about you?? you’d kind of mentioned otome games and Animal Crossing, but I’m curious!

hm. interesting. that’s a nice way to look at it. I guess if it’s a really good game, it’s no different from an interactive movie! also Kenma would love that omg you’re going to save so many villages in the rpgs he plays w you.... gotta max out EVERYTHING. every side quest! every mundane task!! collect literally every feather!!! but I feel like he would pass the time by making idle conversation. like some dumb shit Lev had mentioned earlier that day. such a nice way to unwind at the end of the day, shit talking Lev w his fav person 😌

anyway! going back to completionist stuff: Kenma would have such a blast going back and replaying games w you! and yes bless games w a skip option hhh. thankfully he’d remember all your previous choices together, so he can help navigate where to go next. he has no qualms handing the controller over, I think he’d love to curl up next to you and analyze how you play! but I also feel like he’d be giving unwarranted suggestions....... thanks, Kenma.

also, about Mikorin’s va: WHAT. OH MY GOD. so many things to learn..... pls. indulge me w your trivia.

#nanamin date anon #FRIEND you are SPOILING ME #so many good scenarios and general content.....#thank u for popping by!#and I'll reiterate: I'd be more than happy to chat over Discord #if you're comfortable that is!#I would love nothing more than to yell about Nanami w you #toya slides u a note #Anonymous

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ghostfruits · 4 years

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man like

miss yall& i mean that

there isnt really anything else that replicates how this whole thing like worked for us via tumblr. there is not really an equivalent thing. we are kind of in the middle of shirking our sort of demo squarespace website to build something tht can. it sucks way dicks tht this service kinda killed itself while we was gone. im sorry we ever had to be gone 2 begin with! but shit is stone solid now n we tryna get this airship like...built

ever since we like half started all this in like 2013 weve had to build like everything we wanted & thought already existed from zero kinda. group shit wasnt really happening (still kinda aint) so like 7-person anthology zines was a hard as fuck sell especially arranged the way we was arrangin them. niggas wasnt doing like Clothes clothes really. niggas wasnt like..idk. all of the stuff we ever put up was because we was confused yall like wasnt already or didnt understand like where it went or what happened with it and now kind of we are having to build a website to be on because the bottom fell out of this one and that is frustrating but like idk

im not gonna be in th mood to post here a lot but i fuckin miss you niggas idk. when i was like 17 18 and the like initial roots of ghost was starting to take hold i had been really into that fuckin..mechafetus visublog thing? and that went away and then i sorta skated off tht into OF and they also sorta just gradiented out and like idk. i never ever ever wanted that to be us. when we DID have to split i wanted to tell you everything i could about it bc it broke my heart to keep investing in niggas and having it go nowhere. havin those universes sorta fall apart. with like very few exceptions we all still here and good. like not only is ghost back but also its like in probably better shape than it has been like ever and i guess i would wanna know tht. i would wanna know tht abt those other ppl. idk

i live in georgia now with mango and toc. mikah comin thru like next month for a buncha weeks, b was supposed to be there but we was too broke to bus him from the ATL airport n dates got like weird. windy still in the cut. mandy still in the cut. i didnt know how under wraps it was but francine witnesstheabsurd is in ghost now which is out of fucking control bc shes like one of the first people i like ever followed like dumb years ago. me n noah been coolin again. idk

you niggas gave me some years yo..i see a lot of th same people who i was sending dusty ass cds to in 2013 in my room in tht tiny bum ass town in northeast pennsylvania like in our mentions still. like still like rn like today and that makes me feel like im spinning if i think abt it too hard. idk. i havent slept still and iv got a kind of weird gross electricity in me rn but like shit idk

thank u i guess

thank u i guess for havin been here. i hope u hang out to see th rest. u are the only niggas i got any interest in impressing. iono

its still

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Hi Rain!! So sorry this feedback is kinda late, I just feel I needed to really do October 1865 justice cus it was hands down one of my favorites thus far!!! The whole thing, from beginning to end, was so thoughtfully written. Like when she finally dons the pink hanbok and is inspecting her appearance in the mirror and wishing her mom was there for advice/guidance really hit hard. Like she really is all alone in this great big palace with no family and minimal friends. And I find that I’m always

PLS DON’T APOLOGIZE & TAKE ALL MY LOVE INSTEAD AHHHHH 💖💖

rooting for our dear mc, she feels like an underdog to me. Quiet, demure, poised, low ranking, but incredibly sweet and giving. “So far, you’ve begrudgingly won a few scraps of respect from the male physicians, and it’s a start.” LIKE YES GIRL GET IT. And when Yoongie comes to her door to get her?!? The equivalent of a man getting out of the car and walking to your door to pick you up on your date. LOVED IT.

WAIT I DIDNT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT LIKE THIS BUT UR RIGHT LMAOOOO

And the description of his appearance was perfectly detailed- I can imagine exactly what he looks like!! Well done. He truly is “unfathomably handsome.” I especially enjoyed the lil tidbit of the two of them looking suitable for each other despite their marked difference in social status and rank. As if, at least for the night, they’ll look like they belong together. It warms my heart. I love that this Yoongi is still lighthearted with the way he jokes with Eunuch Kim. It’s so nice to see him like this, but continues to make me wonder what else happened to him to change him so drastically???

*slow, calculating laughter here* heheh i’m glad u enjoyed the clothing bits though! that’s one of my favorite aspects of the history to research :’)

Her excitement to see the Chuseok festivities is so palpable, and when she realizes “oh god, you just made the prince run” I WAS CACKLING HAHAH and the Jinkook appearace!!!!!!!!!! I WAS HOWLING. I love that you kept the basic appearance of the two from the mv. What a creative way to weave them into the story!!! “the bearded one looks about seconds away from giving the other younger man a good smack with the fishing rod leaning on the wall behind him.” HAHAHA SCREEEEEAM their competitiveness and banter is perfectly written!!! “Yah, you can take your beans and shove them right up your nasty sokgot… I’ll take two orders of each. Preferably not ones shoved anywhere.” I’M ACTUALLY DYING. The dialogue here is hilarious!!

me: sobbing because humor is so hard & you are so kind T_T

And the way Yoongi passes off the treats to mc and Eunuch Kim!! And when they get mistaken as a couple by her mother’s old friend?!? CLASSIC. I’ve found that old ladies literally give no fucks. I had a patient who would thirst over the same co-worker that I did (and yk, fair, cus he looked like an older, taller JK) She was shameless about it and I wanna be her when I get older haha

FDSLKDAFS MOOD I WOULD TOO HAHAHAA have u SEEEN JUNGKOOK LATELY??? that BUN? THE SHEER SHIRTS? im D E A D. PHEWW. but seriously old ladies never change, no matter the era HAHAH

ok, but one of the best parts is Eunuch Kim losin his cool over Chun-ja. The way he nearly drops his jeon and is soooo flustered has me so heart eyed for him. I’m so happy to finally be meeting this lucky woman who has ensnared our beloved Eunuch Kim’s heart!! And those letters?! Ugh, I am so fond of hand-written letters. They’re so nostalgic and personal and no one seems to do it anymore.

heh i’m glad u like letters because-- oop i wont say anything more ;)

Don’t think I didn’t notice that Yoongi chose the bracelet she was eyeing. But are we gonna see him give it to her?? Or does he just secretly have it slipped into her room, cus that would be SUCH a yoongi thing to do. My favorite part though, if I HAD TO CHOSE, was probably the ending scene at the pond. I feel like this is the first time they’ve had the chance to have a REAL conversation. And how her theory that some things in the world are out of their control but can change in their favor if they never give up. Seems like it parallels their predicament perfectly.

you may be the only person who’s picked up on that conversation FDASLJKAS but yes, it truly is ;-; i absolutely adore those quiet moments between the two of them & writing this one was... phew a ride and a half. there’s a lot of subtext there 🤣

But I need to know!!! WHAT DID THEY WISH FOR?!

iono 🤭 (youll find out later)

Ugh sweet Yoongi is killing me. I love him, but damn knowing what he’ll become in the next few years has me heart broken. As always, well done Rain. What a chapter to come home to after a long weekend of work!! I’m so appreciative of your writing. Your page is always such a safe and comforting space. Your positivity and kindness really reinforce my idea that you’re a wonderful human being. I hate that you had rude ass anons leaving their trash comments in your asks. As King Yoongi would say, “they’re peasants!” fuck the haters, bubs, and keep shining. You’re a fantastic writer, and I hope that you keep writing what inspires you, and deliver it the way you want!! I know I’ve said it before, but I feel I need to say it again, but I LOVE the way you decided to present MLT. I LOVE the drabbles and the timeline. It’s unique and fresh and will always remind me of MLT. ILYSM, Rain!! As always, please accept all my love and adoration!

sighhh you are so so so lovely. thank you for taking all this time out of your busy life to send me this. it just warms my entire heart. please don’t worry abt my anons; they’ve actually been pretty nice!! i havent ever had a mean anon ever in my inbox or anyone purposefully being cruel in my comments so my frustration was more at seeing how my friends are contiuously disrespected for providing their FREE content. AGH. and they get rebuked if they reply with annoyance, which they deserve to do after being pestered over and over again!!! someone said they had 20 asks in their inbox asking for updates and AGGGGHHH !!! that makes me wanna tear those anons a new one. but anyway. it’s wonderful people like you that keep us going & i wish i had a better way of giving you my gratitude because it doesn’t feel like enough. thank you 😭💗 pls take this happy boy and i hope you have the fantastic day you deserve!!!!

#lcksndkys #rain reply #ily ily ily #moonlit throne

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hailtheheroes · 5 years

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romance headcanons.

→ repost, do not reblog.

name: Lyra Kotone nickname: Lyra, Kotone, Koto, Puffyhat, Mushroom Cap <<; gender: Female romantic orientation: Pansexual Panromantic preferred pet names: Honestly she’ll probably love anything you come up with as long as it’s not meant to be condescending or demeaning.

relationship status: Single! favorite canon ship(s): SoulSilver <_<;; it’s canon and you can pry that from my cold dead fingers favorite non-canon ship(s) so far: Okay, look, Kotone is my shipping BIKE. Everyone gets a ride and they’re all my favorite. Did you read this? I probably already ship it. Don’t tempt me. opinion on true love: There’s nothing more powerful or wonderful in the whole world!

opinion on love at first sight: Ehhhh, not really feasible because opinions can change coughSILVERcough but that doesn’t mean it isn’t possible!

how ‘romantic’ are they?: Hopelessly. Like, the living embodiment of sweet, soft, uwu soulmate shit.

ideal physical traits: Tall, soft, cute, handsome (all subjective from her perspective lmao)

female: Oh jeeze. She likes long hair and light-colored eyes and sweet, happy tones of voice but she also like... if she likes someone, it doesn’t matter or she will think they have the perfect everything because they’re them

male: same as females

ideal personality traits: Friendly, likes Pokemon, outgoing, loyal, romantic, sweet, affectionate, nerdy or tolerant of her nerdiness, supportive

unattractive physical traits: Uhhh, iono???

unattractive personality traits: Mean, condescending, manipulative, controlling, isolating, arrogant (guys help me come up with more synonyms for Jack’s Archer’s exact personality lmao)

ideal date: Stargazing, a park stroll, an aquarium or museum (preferably one where she doesn’t have to be too quiet)

do they have a type?: Tall dark and handsome or sweet, smiling, and soft (both regardless of gender or lack thereof)

average relationship length: However long it naturally lasts. She’s a big fan of ‘forever’ and goes into everything with her whole heart, but she understands that things change and sometimes people drift apart.

preferred non-sexual intimacy: Anything that involves her hands gently touching her partner or her partner gently touching her. Snuggles and afternoon naps in case of emergency.

commitment level: Til death do us part unless it’s established early on that things are just for fun or part-time (which she’s not opposed to, as long as her partner is open about it!)

opinion of public affection: As long as it’s not like... more than PG, she’s totally fine with it! Chaste kisses, hand holding, sitting with their arms around each other on a bench or something. She loves physical affection and while she’s conscious of what’s considered not-public-friendly, she still adores being affectionate with her partner pretty much everywhere

past relationships?: She’s had, like, one serious romantic+physical relationship but it wasn’t anyone canon and they ended amicably enough that she’s not like... heartbroken over it?

tagged by: A phone blowing up turd tagging: @rivaltrainersilver @ravenhairedtrainer @saviorofsinnoh @lukissed

#jack if u don't stop #i'm gonna start reblogging ur meme shit #or whatever these things are #about lyra #headcanon

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cawwaviwwe · 6 years

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PIN IN MYYY MOUFUFFHFH 1,4, 15!!!!!

STICKS PINS INTO UR MOUF!!!

1. What is your favourite fic of mine?

wauuuuuugh can i say everyfink??? not even lyin…is like… everyfink u write is GOLD and i am so upset. I love all of ur bewwiwwe of course it’s like my favourite bewwiwwe (my current fav is in your splendour bc wa i l s how fuckin bEAUTIFUL and golden and promising and sad) but I think that, like, your liv fwics are an entire thing differently because you Feel, y’know, writing about your own team that’s different from writing other teams, so i wan say… though i sang in my chains like the sea because the first time I read that I was absolutely fucking blown away. Absolutely. It didn’t feel like a fwic so much as an open love letter to Everything I love about football and there’s just so much feeling that I fell in love and could never look back ever!!!

also shoutout to solace which is.. still the best ending ;-;

4. What is the most romantic thing you’ve read in my fics?

MMM EVERYTHIGN! I might cheat a bit bc my favourite romantic things about your fwics are your feelings about football - football is, after all, just romantic at heart, isn’t it, and you pull at that so well. I don’t even know where to sTARt because like...all of your fwics are inherently romantic and it kills me how beautiful they are. I wna say the ending of gravity breaking our kneecaps bc like.. there’s nothing more romantique than the image of someone scorin a goal, is there?? but basically all of ur liv fwic..the ending of retrospective, the ending of love that always gets me on my knees. the most beautiful. ;-----;

in terms of traditional old fashuned ships i know!!! it’s typical!!! but your gerlons always kills me... like the whole section 14 of regresar is truly gorgeous :// also like the ending scene of run for the light mmrrrrrgh i ... love.... soft golden...

AND AND literally all of bewwiwwe i don’t want to cut and paste all of ur fwics but i fuckin WOULD BINCH. my fav might be the ending line from platitudes - there’s literally nothing, like, traditionally romantic about this anD YET IT’S SO SOFT EMO IT SLAYS ME STONE DEAD. dig my grave let me lie here. but also the last line from a hundred miles from land... and finally finally THE FUCKIN ‘You can do it.’ from the woods are lovely, dark and deep THE FIRST TIME I READ IT I INHALED SO SHARPLY I COULDNT BREAF!!!! I THINK ABOUT IT EVERY DAY

15. Tell me anything you want about my fics.

rolls iono what to tell you that you don’t already know...I adore your writing, and every time you post something it’s even better than the last and it always hits me in the feelings like a gut punch. always!! You are such a good football fan - I don’t mean to say that there are good and bad football fans but, like, you know what I mean in terms of getting what football means, why football is important - I feel like you put so much thought into that and the emotion bleeding through your work is. pitch perfect. ur like the nick hornby of liv except it’s even more emo and deep and Fewwing and im glad u pulled a scholesy and came back from retirement bc i dont know what i would have done without shazfic!!! die probs!!!! :****

#robbiefowler #ask meme #KEES U FOREVER WAILS #now i have to reread everyfink

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lilylilym · 2 years

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I posted 109 times in 2021

25 posts created (23%)

84 posts reblogged (77%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 3.4 posts.

I added 70 tags in 2021

#aot - 13 posts

#levihan - 11 posts

#levi ackerman - 8 posts

#snk - 8 posts

#eremika - 5 posts

#mikasa ackerman - 5 posts

#nonbinary hange - 5 posts

#attack on titan - 5 posts

#hange zöe - 5 posts

#snk fanart - 5 posts

Longest Tag: 63 characters

#my heart breaks for reiner when he showed his split personality

My Top Posts in 2021

On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous

A title borrowed from my favorite poet Ocean Vuong, who also wrote a lot about war. I also spent two days working on this piece.

“Stranger, palpable echo, here is my hand, filled with blood thin as a widow’s tears. I am ready. I am ready to be every animal you leave behind.” ― Ocean Vuong

a funeral imagined as a wedding. Mikasa, in a white kimono and the blood mark a flower on her chest.

70 notes • Posted 2021-06-09 12:33:21 GMT

I just revised my articke for 12 hours straight. I hate citation. I am tired. Why is citation a thing. Why is my writing terrible in comparison to a child (thats cuz i dont write but ok)

I gotta defend in less than a month and i have not got my shit together yet. I need to. Im so low capacity. But also excited. Iono.

I drew a Levihan but can’t bear to finish/post it cuz I’m picky

Please i got the wrong Hange hair

I will forever just hoard my art i think where do ppl post arts nowadays

70 notes • Posted 2021-05-18 21:44:16 GMT

Levihan makes a lot of sense

I’m their age, and I am a caretaker of teenagers similar age to the 104 cohort kids. so watching AOT is an interesting experience because I look at the adult characters and just understand them so much. It is a lot when you’re trying to get things done, dealing with bullshit from your job, navigating politics with your bosses, and with a larger shitty government (doesn’t help that these are the same people), while trying to keep rowdy kids alive and well.

it’s funny that I didn’t quite pay attention to the possible romantic aspect of AOT in the beginning because AOT is an exceptionally pure series when it comes to that aspect. I just thought they’re busy enough trying to stay alive. But of course people have relationships and private lives, especially during war times and whatnot because that’s the one thing that keeps them alive. I would not be surprised if the adults hook up with civilians, dating each other, or at least having intimate friends with benefits relationship outside of the marriage norms because they’re soldiers and so on.

I think many people read Levihan as official only after it was “confirmed” with Hange talking to themself about eloping with Levi and Levi’s ”dedicate your heart,” but I have a theory that they have been together this whole time, kinda under the radar and also with an understanding that their duties come first. I mean, the first time we’re really introduced to Levi and Hange they’re literally together with Levi touching Hange’s head, turning them around to face him and called them “we got an abnormal titan right here.”

That shit’s soooo intimate I wouldn’t do that shit to no friends. Levi’s a Capricorn he’s not PDA, so for them to have that interaction as an introduction to the readers, for me it’s a visual cue that they are together. Throughout the series we have literally seen Levi just out here doing everything Hange wanted, their dynamic is like tired but tolerant boyfren and energetic passionate Hange with a lotttt of crazy and unnecessary ideas. there was that scene when Hange was staying late looking at the Titan hardened skin and Levi came all the way to the door to pick them up. Partner behavior. others have talked about all the paired interaction they did together, from torturing Sannes to trying to use Nicolo to trick the Marleyan ships crews to join them, etc.

What I mean is it’s canonical that they have been together this whole time. when the war goes sour, they were literally thinking for a hot minute if they should abandon everything to live together, since the world seems to be ending soon. But of course they couldn’t just give up their duties and had to fight to the bitter end.

Their relationship is of course romantic love, but when you’re going through shit together as a couple, man, you just need eachother in a different level. my heart breaks for them more, not because it’s a love that has yet to be realized, but because it has always been a relationship in war time among soldiers who are ready to die. They didn’t get to be at peace.

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Cinematic language to help you understand why Levihan is more canon than you think

First thing first, of course the plane was Hange. And the wood parallel is deeper than just hints of canon ship

If the birb is Eren then the plane is Hange. It’s called a ✨symbol✨ and a ✨parallel✨ , a narrative device and a visual cue means for readers to reflect on

a) things that happened related to the actual object (when have we seen this before and last time we see it what happened)

b) what it could represent in terms of symbolic meaning (travel, migration, meaning mobility and freedom and civilization and means and that Levi has a good life for example)

See the full post

140 notes • Posted 2021-05-19 23:22:14 GMT

Happy Pride, betches

look at what i was drawing to keep myself sane during the dissertation process lmao

310 notes • Posted 2021-06-25 16:50:52 GMT

Get your Tumblr 2021 Year in Review →

#my 2021 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

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merlsblurbs · 4 years

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i’m really tired today. you know, we’ve been trying really hard to keep the virus away in our clinic. for our patients and for each other. sometimes it feels inevitable. at least we’re doing our best. it’s wearing on us. everyone always seems to think that working in oncology means you get used to seeing death. it happens a lot but the truth is... you don’t really. you see people fighting for one more month, one more week, one more day... whatever that fight means to everyone is different. that fight is hard with the virus. a patient of ours was trying so hard to stay alive one more day to attend his daughters wedding today. the real date is in december but they made this small ceremony with direct family only so he can be there. we just wanted to give him a little dose of radiation to stop some bleeding. he came in yesterday though, bleeding, throwing up blood, very low blood pressure. we had to admit him and he did not get to go. i hope they somehow do something for him. i feel like he’s holding on to watch his daughter marry. his mother was at his bedside the whole time, crying, knowing he was actively dying. we had to beg the inpatient unit to allow them to let his mother stay at his side since there is a no visitor policy at the hospital now. it also breaks my heart knowing he wasn’t ready to go himself... i read his chart today and he made it through the day. the shroud of covid hovering over everyone’s heads the whole time. but we did what we could for him. iono. it just felt like my hands were tied. do i admit him? (right answer yes). he will miss his daughters wedding. he may die (hastened) if i don’t. he’s not ready to go. but there’s nothing to be done. his family is ready. again he’s not ready. i hope he somehow gets to see his daughter married. i hope he comes to terms with his disease. i guess some people weigh on you. his mom was so thankful. did we even help? i don’t know. with covid, even when our schedule isn’t busy, they are stressful. this week, more than normal. mostly all of our patients are not doing well. had a string of spontaneous deaths lately from our service. some surprising. they don’t have the best immune systems. trying to stay positive. it’s wearing on me too. i’m now in the comfort of my own home, feeling emotionally and mentally fatigued. checking on a coworker who got sick. pushing on. i always say this, but... i wish there was something more i could do.

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praesidioest · 6 years

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Gladnis Week - Day 3

for @gladnisweek

Day 3 - Gladio and Ignis get tricked by Prompto and Noct into going on a date

Chapters: 3/7 Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gladiolus Amicitia/Ignis Scientia, gladnis Additional Tags: Canon Divergent AU, fluff, domestic, slice of life, domestic angst, jfc can they kiss already (no never), slow burn, iono man Summary: Gladio and Ignis get tricked by Prompto and Noct into going on a date. A bad time is had by all.

AO3 link: here!

“What if we went to—”

“Don’t say Dorsia,” Ignis snapped, his hand immediately clamped over Gladio’s mouth to preclude the possibility that he would.

The two held a tense moment, sat tangled on Gladio’s couch, the metronomic tick-tock of the clock on the wall marking the moments during which Gladio watched for every nuance of displeasure in Ignis’s face, aimed very pointedly at him. When finally the silence had dragged on too long, sure that Gladio would comply, Ignis had raised a brow in menacing question before letting his hand fall away from its occupation.

“Why not Dorsia?” Gladio blurted out, as soon as he was free to, and precisely because he was not at liberty to. “I’ve heard you mention their menu more than once. And that whole—” He gestured frantically here. “Just kinda seems like your scene.”

Plans for their six month anniversary always started with enthusiastic intentions to make arrangements, but often devolved into half-hearted suggestions of restaurant venues, which then turned into somewhat heated discussions of little relevance to their topic at hand, and ultimately resulted in no decision made. Exhaustion on Ignis’s part was sometimes to blame, or hungry irritation on Gladio’s, genuine inability to think of any passable suggestion in the moment, or sometimes the distraction of each others’ lips or hands or suggestive whispers that ended in decidedly unproductive exploits. And the closer they came to the date, the more distinct the tension of expectation grew, the more desperate the need to finally hammer something out.

Ignis gave a sharp sigh of irritation. “Firstly, it would be impossible to make a reservation this close to the date—”

Gladio’s face screwed up in disbelief. “You don’t think we can’t pull a few strings? As Crownsguard?”

“Secondly,” Ignis continued loudly, ignoring his question as though it were too absurd to acknowledge (it wasn’t, entirely). “I believe they, as a reputable establishment, would have a strict ‘No Shirt, No Shoes, No Service’ policy in place that I’m sure you’ll flout spectacularly, so I rather don’t see the point.”

Gladio threw up his hands in exasperation, slumping petulantly down into the cushions of his sofa. “Gods, I’d put on a proper shirt if we went somewhere nice, Ignis. I’m not a caveman.”

“Tell me that next time we make love,” Ignis quipped flatly, without missing a beat.

Gladio sat bolt upright, a facetious menace to his voice. “That’s it! We’re broken up for the rest of the day,” proclaimed, smacking a pillow for emphasis. “Tryn’a be productive here, there is no need to be giving me the business …”

It had been a half a year now, spent together in an impossible idyll between them. There were times it seemed to them that they were so comfortable around each other they might have been together for years. Other times when the novelty still surprised them, caught them unawares, left them stupid and giddy like they were the boys they once were when they first fell in love.

In spite of Gladio’s enthusiasm to espouse all the commonplace conceits of dating (dinner dates and movie nights, the pride of being able to publically call Ignis his own, emphasised by the occasional but healthy smattering of some truly repulsive overwrought public displays of affection), he’d come to terms with Ignis’s preference for secrecy in the matter, and eventually came to prefer it. No one meddling, not having to worry about anyone else’s opinions on their private relationship, no scrutiny under watchful eyes that inhibited and undermined them. Was it wise, for the Sword and Shield to commiserate? Would it compromise their commitment, their devotion to their offices, to Noctis? Questions that had every right to be posited, given the significance of their jobs, but unnecessary and unpleasant to address, in both their estimations. It was nice, therefore, having something that was clandestine and private, and all their own. So they kept it that way.

Keeping it a secret from Noctis and Prompto had been difficult, though, as neither of them were the sort to have any proclivity for deception. But it became a sort of poorly-played game to them, wherein Gladio would slip and say something suggestive, which Ignis would then have to shut down, and the two would have to pretend to be mad at each other. Ignis would sometimes be so convincing that he’d need to spend a fair amount of time petting the bewildered Gladio later that night. Ignis, therefore, was adept in the art of soothing Gladio’s hurt feelings, a skill which he utilized now, with dazzling aplomb.

“Broken up for the rest of the day?” Ignis repeated as though he had never before heard anything so appalling. His hands found Gladio’s shoulders like an anchor, and he slipped neatly into his lap. “I disagree.”

Gladio’s knee had begun to bounce with impatience, and he turned his face away to avoid the sight of Ignis’s face, which would surely compromise the resolve of his protest. “What do you mean, you disagree? There's nothing to debate here. It’s not a matter of opinion. I stated a fact.”

Ignis’s hand smoothed up the thick of his neck, fingertips tracing the line of his jaw, pinching lightly at his chin to hold him in place as he delivered a kiss to the corner of his mouth. “Is it not up for debate, the veracity of this fact?”

Whatever protest Gladio had intended to cling to had died when his hand found the curve of Ignis’s ass, and he hated himself a little for how amenable he was to the surrender. “That’s not fair, you know.”

“What’s not?” Ignis asked, feigning innocence as he shifted very pointedly in Gladio’s lap.

Gladio’s hand smacked at his ass sharply, grabbing hold of it and jiggling it for emphasis. “This.” He kissed him quickly on the mouth. “That, too. I mean, basically all of this.” He ran his hands frantically up his thighs, his backside, in demonstration of this fact.

Ignis laughed. “Eloquent.”

“Yeah?” Gladio grinned, kissing him meaningfully. “You expect me to think when all the blood that should be going to my brain is rushing my dick right now?”

“What was that protest about being called a caveman?” he asked, saccharine-sweet as he touted his own victory.

“Yeah, I concede,” Gladio announced into the fabric of his shirt, where he mouthed at the jut of his collarbone. “Woof.”

The distinct sound of a key pushed into the lock preceded the swing of the front door, and without a thought, Gladio had hoisted Ignis up and tossed him inelegantly to the other side of the couch, where he quickly arranged himself into a picture of composure: hair smoothed, shirt straightened, legs crossed artfully, while Gladio attempted to think of the most disgusting things imaginable to tamp down the ridiculous boner already presenting along his thigh.

Noctis and Prompto bounded in, stopping short of the corner they’d rounded to find them in the living room at the sight of them. Noctis’s eyes narrowed in suspicion, though Prompto gleefully threw himself on the couch between them, propping up his boots on the coffee table with a sated, theatrical sigh.

“I knew you’d be here!” Prompto laughed, with something like triumph in his voice, as he tucked his hands behind his head. “Noct thought you’d be at Ignis’s place, but I had a feeling. Anyways, I won! I think that deserves a meal of some sort. Or at least an ice cream!”

Noctis gave one of those scoffing, sardonic laughs. “You didn’t win anything. We didn’t make a bet.”

Prompto sat up, indignance bright in his eyes. “Hey, man, I’m hungry! I’d honestly settle for a questionable hot dog, like, even one with sauerkraut on it—”

“Is there something you require?” Ignis interrupted, standing to inquire with a gravity to his voice serious enough to catch the pair of interlopers off guard. “It isn’t often that you seek me out, so I’m inclined to worry that you’re not here for purely social indulgences.”

“Well, you’re wrong,” Noctis informed him, in that too-grave way of his, the slightest arch of his brow the only indication of amusement in his expression. “I just thought you guys could use this.” He reached into his front pocket for a folded paper, which Gladio received and opened to read aloud.

“ …. A Groupon?”

“Yeah!” Prompto piped up, nodding enthusiastically along. “My mom bought it, thinking it would be a great way to strong arm my dad into taking her out on a date. You know, pre-paid dinner, pre-determined time frame that basically demanded he take her or else! … It was a real good effort on her part, but you know my dad and his love affair with work …”

Gladio looked skeptically at the paper, lined in exuberant red hearts drawn in Prompto’s undeniably sure and romantic hand. “So why would we want it, exactly?”

“Why not?” Noctis countered sharply, almost aggressively.

Prompto’s eyes went wide, and Gladio watched him scramble to find some more amenable explanation. “We thought it would be a nice change of pace! You know, something relaxed and romantic—”

Noctis shoved him.

“I mean, relaxed and …. Relaxed …. Yeah!” Prompto added hastily, his voice high with the strain of forced cheer. “Anyways, it’s about to expire, so why let it go to waste, you know?”

Gladio peered at the paper. “Doesn’t expire until next month.”

Noctis snatched the paper from Gladio’s hand, holding his gaze with unwavering displeasure as he pawed at Prompto’s vest front to retrieve one of the pens he kept there (just in case I get a number!). The pen scratched out the date with a pointed viciousness and scribbled in nonsensical numbers, before Noctis tossed the crumpled paper back at Gladio. “Look again.”

“Ah,” Gladio said, clearing his throat. “There it is.”

“There what is?” Ignis asked.

Gladio gave a soft laugh as he settled back in triumph, smacking Ignis’s thigh with the Groupon. “So looks like we’re going to Dorsia.”

In spite of all the misgivings he’d harbored over Gladio’s inability to dress for the occasion—any occasion— he had scrubbed up rather well, outfitting himself smartly in charcoal slacks tailored to the gods, a fitted white oxford left unbuttoned at the collar (and only the collar), finished with a surprisingly stylish jacket of a simple cut but in a luxurious silk satin that looked expensive to the discerning eye. Ignis had been pleasantly surprised, enough that he elected not to inhibit or disguise his pointed appreciation as he’d run his hand over the broad bow of his shoulders, the length of his torso, letting his hands roam inquisitively to discern his boyfriend’s surprising sartorial salience. Even now, sat a the table across from him, Ignis chewed quietly at his bottom lip, to Gladio’s distraction, who knew exactly what that tell meant.

The waiter that attended them looked politely nonplussed to the inconspicuous tension between them, as he waited for Gladio to inform him of his choice.

Distracted (more than normal) over the sight of Ignis, Gladio had paid little more attention than a cursory glance at the menu, reluctantly tearing his gaze from Ignis to finally regard the waiter beside him. “So this … vol-au-vent of braised sweetbreads in a black truffle madeira sauce,” he read off, with a stunted facility of confusion. “What exactly are sweetbreads?”

“Offal,” the waiter replied dutifully.

“Awful!” Gladio barked out a laugh that surprised the waiter enough to preclude any further explanation. “Hilarious. We got a joker over here. I’ll have one of those and a glass of whatever wine you would recommend to pair with it.”

“The sommelier recommends a wonderfully complex white wine,” the waiter recited. “It’s a newer vintage, but boasts an unusual minerality, with sweet notes of peach and honeysuckle, and a hint of sea salt which balances the flavour beautifully.”

“Perfect,” Gladio said, handing the menu back to him, absolutely unsure of what the waiter had just said. “Ignis?”

“I’ll have the duck confit with the cranberry, orange and cardamom glaze,” Ignis said smartly, as he snapped the leather-bound menu shut (purely for the indulgent satisfaction of the sound of it) and handed it neatly to the waiting waiter.

“Excellent choice,” the waiter agreed, nodding before retreating to put the order in.

“You look … really incredible,” Gladio informed him, once they were alone again, in that indulgent way of his. “If I haven’t said that already.”

“You have,” Ignis replied, a little smugly. Gladio was always full of compliments, and always so genuinely meant that it was difficult to tire of them, even for the most self-effacing. “But I still appreciate the sentiment. And the reminder.”

Gladio grinned, his eyes dropping demurely to the complex spread of cutlery and crockery, and wracking his brain to remember his formal eating etiquette from so long ago. “Do you think the boys have any idea?” he asked, distractedly, his fingers worrying up the length of a champagne flute’s stem.

“Probably not to the degree they think they do,” Ignis replied. “Noctis certainly has an idea, I think.”

“That kid made direct and un-fuck-with-able eye contact with me, I was shocked!” Gladio laughed. “Shit, I honestly have never been scared of him in my life until that moment. That was the most intent I’d ever seen from him since that one time you tried to force him to eat his brussel sprouts when he was ten. Do you remember that?”

The food came, and Gladio had waited until they were both served before tucking in excitedly, the delighted smile on his lips turning strained as the mastication of his mouth slowed to discern the ungodly texture of the sweetbreads on his tongue: spongy, but also a little grainy, with a strange, bitter aftertaste like bile.

“How’s your food?” Ignis asked absently, cutting into his duck, unaware of the personal turmoil in Gladio’s mouth.

Gladio waited a moment, too distracted by the ungodly taste to think of a euphemistic assurance for Ignis’ benefit. “Good,” he lied through gritted teeth, voice strained as he pushed the offending plate away. “Yours?”

“You sound wholly unconvincing,” Ignis pointed out lightly.

“Okay, but what is this texture?” Gladio demanded, leaving off the pretense of being okay about the morsel of hell in his mouth, leaning forward in a conspiratorial stage whisper, like a hiss. “It tastes clotted or rotten, like an over-boiled blood sausage, and then the aftertaste like a colon—”

“You’re eating pancreas,” Ignis supplied helpfully. “It’s an organ. It’s not technically meat, and—”

“I’m going to be ill on myself.”

Ignis laughed, covering his mouth with the heel of his hand in propriety, a peal which devolved into shallow coughs of growing desperation, and then no sound at all as he flailed for Gladio’s attention. “Epi-pen,” he managed to choke out. “Coat. Pocket.”

“Your what?” Gladio asked, jumping up in his panic and rounding the table to paw clumsily at his coat. “Shit.”

His fingers closed about the rigid epinephrine injector, pulling it frantically from the tangle of Ignis’ coat and instinctively tearing the blue safety cap with his teeth, and jamming it hard into Ignis’s thigh. Gladio’s eyes were trained on Ignis’s form, noting, waiting for the anaphylactic shock to abate with the injection.

It was a full few minutes of rubbing his shoulder and back and cooing words of comfort until Ignis seemed to regulate, and Gladio became acutely aware of the audience about them. It seemed all the eyes in the restaurant were on them, raking down their backs with invasive, proprietary inquisition. Gladio could feel the hairs at his neck stand at attention, raised in reflexive defense of him and his, and knew that if he disliked the exposure, Ignis would hate it more. “Come on,” he urged, bending to slip an arm around his waist and pull him up to standing. “Let’s go freshen you up.”

Ignis seemed to sink into his side, the strain of his arm, as Gladio walked him to the quiet of the bathroom’s vestibule, sitting him down in an overstuffed velvet armchair. “Thank you,” he said hoarsely, his breath coming labored still. “I’m allergic to a very specific strain of clove. It’s rare enough that I never think to be wary of it. But cloves are often paired naturally with cardamom, I should have inquired …”

Gladio pulled a disbelieving expression, kneeling at his side. “But you have an epi-pen on hand anyways. Seriously?”

“Precisely,” Ignis replied, with the bright ease of one stating something obvious. “One must be prepared for every eventuality.”

Gladio shook his head. “I’m too baffled to be turned on. But listen.” He laid a heavy hand on Ignis’s knee. “Now that this fancy dinner is obviously a bust, what do you say we take a trip down to the quay and eat some shitty burgers and some corner store wine? It’s no Dorsia, but after this little debacle here, I’m not sure that’s a bad thing.”

A little smile curled at the corner of Ignis’s mouth as he felt Gladio raise his hand to his lips to kiss. “No. That’s perfect. What are we waiting for?”

An hour later, and the two were sitting on the beach with their slacks rolled up to their knees, feet buried like ostrich heads in the sand, eating greasy burgers and taking swigs from the boxed wine like teenagers. The wind sang where it sailed upon the crests of the waves, to caress them like a lover under the inky night sky punctured with stars. It was highly romantic, in Gladio’s opinion, and inspired a particularly affectionate mood in him.

“Ever been skinny dipping?” Gladio asked, a rakish smile on his face that Ignis could not see, but was certain was there by the prodigal cadence of his question.

Ignis turned to him to deliver up the most wry of smiles, wriggling his toes delightedly in the sand at the eventuality of the question waiting to be asked. But still, he played coy. “I think you of all people should know that I have not.”

Gladio laughed, wiping a spot of ketchup from the corner of his mouth and sucking it from his thumb. “First time for everything.”

“No,” Ignis laughed, without reproach. “There isn’t.”

“Fine,” Gladio conceded easily, wiping his hands off and tucking them behind his head as he leaned back in the sand. “Ever play truth or dare?”

“Is your objective to wait until I ask or a dare, and then tell me to go skinny dipping?” Ignis asked pertly, grinning wide at his bold-faced and unabashed tenacity.

“No,” Gladio lied, scoffing loudly in poorly-disguised offense. “Not everything I do is intended to see you naked. At least eighteen percent of my feelings for you are purely idealistic, intellectual admiration.”

Ignis neatly folded his food wrappers and discarded them in the grease-lined paper bag. “You’re a terrible liar and a worse tactician,” he informed him evenly.

“Be nice to me,” Gladio laughed good-naturedly. “I’ve waited a long time for you. I’m used to taking what little I can get.”

Maybe it was pity. Maybe it was the rush of adrenaline malingering in his veins, inciting him to bad decisions without the rashness of thought. “Alright,” Ignis assented, his fingers already undoing the line of buttons on his shirt. “I’ll indulge you. For the occasion.”

Gladio’s eyes grew wide at the flash of collarbone. “Oh shit …”

There was something ephemeral about the way Ignis wore moonlight, and the quintessence of the stars. His pale skin glowed like a cynosure, like some celestial body whose gravity Gladio was impotent to resist. Even if he’d wanted to. “Come here,” Gladio murmured, even as his hands already reached to grasp his slender face with all the care and carefulness he could muster, to pull him into a kiss.

Their skin chilled by the pelagic winds prickled artlessly, and Gladio drew Ignis to him, their bodies flush with one another. Gladio’s broad hand smoothed down the elegant slope of Ignis’s spine, warm and proprietary, and Ignis folded himself against the muscled breadth of Gladio’s frame with a sigh.

But the sigh gave way to a sharp yelp and Ignis was snatched away from him abruptly, hissing with a writhing, flailing pain that kicked up sand and salt as he suddenly scrambled to his feet to escape the wash of the shoreline. The whole occurrence was so uncharacteristically clumsy of him— desperate even— that it had Gladio following in almost the same manner, chasing after Ignis's limping form with frantic haste.

“What’s wrong!” Gladio demanded, reaching out to steady him with an arm around his waist.

“Jellyfish." Ignis's voice was a strained thing seeping out through his teeth in a hiss as his leg buckled and pitched him into the sturdy hold of Gladio's arms. "My leg. Just above the ankle—"

“What?" he blurted, leaning to look. "Are you sure?”

“Seaweed doesn’t quite have the same acerbic affect,” Ignis snapped without meaning to, his fingers a vice on Gladio’s wrist. He tested his weight on the leg again and the failure of the attempt only heightened the inconsolable edge in his voice. “Gladio, do something!”

The lights of the Emergency Room were unforgiving, ascetic and harsh, casting long, sharp shadows and a preternatural sallow to their skin. Not the first place Gladio would have thought this anniversary date might have ended up, or even the last. And for someone who prided himself on being really fucking good at the art of spoiling a date (as in pampering one), more than just his pride and Ignis’s leg was wounded.

“I’m sorry our anniversary dinner was literally the worst,” Gladio confided quietly.

“You should be,” Ignis said smartly, affecting a brightly clipped tone that he was sure would denote his facetiousness. “I fear this might be indicative of exactly how flawed our relationship is, and I can’t understand how stupendously you failed in your efforts to commemorate our anniversary with something momentous.”

Gladio said nothing, and Ignis grinned as he imagined the abject horror on his face, mouth gaping like a floundering carp.

“I’m kidding, Gladio,” he assured him with a laugh, turning his palm up where it rested on his thigh, and which Gladio grasped like a man drowning to a lifeline, threading his fingers within his and holding on for dear life. “If anything, I’m glad for it. I think it’s a testament to the mettle of our relationship, that we could handle hardships the way we did. It’s easy, to get along. In a sense, at least. Relationships are easy when nothing at all goes wrong. Thus far we’ve never allowed anything to mar our happiness. And while it wasn’t the most harrowing of experiences—no death or financial ruin to speak of— I do appreciate your willingness to stab me with a needle and try to make me laugh after. I’ve never had anyone look after me before, and never would I have dreamed anyone would do so so wholly and holistically.”

He leaned back against the steadying warmth of Gladio’s chest. “If I didn’t love you then, I’m fairly certain I love you now. Irrevocably so.”

It had been the first time since they’d dated that Ignis had said those words to him. They’d been friends for so long that Ignis had had occasion to tell him so, but in a purely platonic sense: a reflexive response when Gladio would thank him for something with a pat on the shoulder and an off-handed ‘love you, man,’ or those many nights he’d indulge Gladio’s inebriate enthusiasms and slurred words, coupled with too-familiar cheek nuzzlings. Those instances had never waned in their frequencies, but there was an obvious reticence between them, a palpable precaution to the way they were conscious never to say those loaded words, now that they had different meaning. But Gladio was always sure he loved Ignis, in every rare and rarified form. And to hear that reciprocated from the man he’d loved for all his life was nothing less than a beautiful devastation.

“You have the worst romantic timing I’ve ever witnessed,” Gladio laughed, kissing just behind Ignis’s ear. “At least I attempted a lead up here.”

“Then you're to blame for the jellyfish,” Ignis quipped, and pointed to his wounded leg. “And the fact that I smell like an indigent’s trash bin.”

Gladio’s lips pursed then rolled as he bit back a rueful smile. “I’m to blame for us even being together, you wanna hold that against me too?”

“I’d rather hold other things against you, given the option,” Ignis replied pertly.

“Aw no, you can’t break out innuendos here,” Gladio laughed, circling an arm around Ignis’s shoulder. “I’m weak, you know this. And now I only want to take you home harder.”

“That sounds like a capital idea,” Ignis said softly, turning his face into the hollow of Gladio’s cheek and kissing there. “I can’t think of another place I’d rather be.”

#gladnis #gladnis week #day 3 #Gladio and Ignis get tricked by Prompto and Noct into going on a date #IM LATE #like a real asshole

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music that is nice goin in and out my ear canals - it’s good kid

more shit i liked throughout 2017. mostly new stuff?

slowdive "star roving": i love slowdive but it's kinda funny how the drums n stuff sound so... similar to everything going on right now. kinda meh. in a production sense. the middle of the title track where it's just squiggly synths, voice, and guitar is amazing. agree with some guy on youtube saying this weirdly sounds like their early stuff. pygmalion is my favorite though and i hope there's some stuff akin to that coming up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?

slowdive "so tired" i'm listening to this now because that track reminded me that slowdive is so good, thanks slowdive

slowdive "dagger" i love you slowdive

chavez - the cockfighters: was excited for this because i am a BIG FAN. "memorize this face" is one of my favorite songs. i gotta listen to this more maybe. "the bully boys" has cool guitar interplay but it also sounds like something on the clerks soundtrack. which is a good and bad thing? sounds like something "the boys put together for the heck of it".

exit someone - dry your eyes: haha they tagged it as soft pop. welcome to the singularity techfuture. it's now. it's real. basically this is real pleasant sounding steely dan chords and smooth jazz saxophone done pretty straightforward. i'm having an amazing fantasy imagining the target audience for this but hell. i like it. "rhythmically the TR-505 drum machine is featured exclusively as an exercise of reiterating patterns to highlight the storytelling" is an amazing way to say that programming drums is tedious. i'm a fan but i'm not sure if i played this at a party whether people would jive with it or if it'd be like a "what are you playing this for" kinda reaction. joan of arc - he's got the whole shitty annoying wordplay that's really long: i like repetition and songs that start with the line "oh fuck off" so i like this. and that's basically this entire album. bleep bloops and loops. they take a beat, a line, and some bleeps and repeat it with all these little things going on over it. scool. uniform - wake in fright: some snarling brit guy over noisy industrial stuff. neat. they're from new york? wha? but the man - he sounds like a brit. their bandcamp namedrops big black and slayer and that's funny because you guessed it, those were the two things i thought of. pretty fucking cool. i feel some confusion is sex sometimes too -- and not just in this album understand me. i feel like i'm gonna listen to this a lot this year and not just in this album understand? baxter stockman "male talent": cool n clangy. howling mad sounding man hollerin all over the place over this drum beat that basically gallops the whole damn time. reminds me of watching wheels spin. pretty cool but iono. i really want another twin stumps so bad. doon kanda - heart: saaaaaaaaaaaay! i haven't listened to something from hyperdub in so long. this guy's favorite song by the evens must be "warble factor!!" because there sure are a lot of "warbly" synths going on here!!!!!!! very ... 'classical' sounding chord progressions that makes this feel kind of symphonic and dramatic but nostalgic. LIKE ANIME. the last track is real spooky and glitchy and seems to indicate the next step this guy's gonna take. and i'm pretty stoked on it. the dude’s visual art is also so so good. the xx - on hold: it's kinda cool sometimes? it's really pretty, relaxed, and disjointed with the cut up samples popping up here and there. and other times it sounds like something that would play during the dramatic parts of an ep of CSI. haven't listened to the xx in so long but didn't they used to be WHISPER QUIET with guitar stuff..? iono. not my favorite but not awful. jesus & mary chain "amputation" single: i love the album darklands so much. heck, i even play stoned & dethroned all the time. that's a lazy day jam kinda thing. and now the JAMC is back baby!!!! they've got an album cover that looks like alphabet soup!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! whoa. so this song has a chill lil drum machine thing going on and a kind of fuzzy guitar that's nice. AND falsetto "ooohs". what's not to like? probably the fact that it's no great shakes and not terribly interesting. not bad though. something i can see playing at a record store that i could tune out. william basinski - a shadow in time: love it. i'm too big of an idiot to be able to eloquently describe how "real" and "authentic" music "sounds" that isn't stupid pop or noise. but aside from my BIG FANDOM of everything basinski does, this one is an engaging listen start to finish. would recommend to a newcomer. one of my favorite sounds is an orchestra warming up and this kind of has the same feeling to it - like it's standing on the edge of something bigger. continually shifts from really warm and sentimental to ominous and disquieting. kind of mirrors how i feel about death which is fitting considering that i think about death all the time. code orange - forever: i feel like people hated this album WAY MORE than they really did, but it's far from my favorite thing they've done. i'm always biased towards bands trying new approaches and making the sounds more of their own thing and this is definitely that kinda deal. it's so over the top and when i heard "THIS IS REAL NOW MOTHERFUCKER" i got a really big smile that was only like 9% irony so i guess ultimately i liked this album. something i can appreciate even if it's not something i'll be going back to much. obasquiat - #moebius: you guys like free jazz!?!?!?! I DO. the track "vanikoro" alone pushed me in to 'love' territory. super spacey and enveloping building up into complete chaos. some mind bending shit on here. reminds me of the pop group if you took a pop group song and stretched it out until all of its ligaments and musculature was ripped apart and spaced out (even more so?). gets weirdly metal in a way at times that i dig, but not as much as i dig the last track being some weird bossa thing out of nowhere. stabscotch - uncanny valley: jesus fucking christ. this is all over the fucking place. i guess i will call it post punk but there's dub, metal, surf, noise, and a bunch of other insane shit happening on this. plus i like that the vocalist has a real 'normal guy' voice so it's kind of funny when he's hollerin or shrieking shit. lots familiar about this but the sum is something i've never heard before. amazing. i like that the overall mood vocally is pissed off throughout too. something that i'll listen to a lot but maybe not all at once. really removed from a reference point like stretchheads or something, which makes a pretty disorienting first listen. will be hard to top this as the most original thing i’ve heard all year. pseudonym - pack of lies: laughed after the first track started playing because this immediately followed my listen of that stabscotch album. really lovely but samey pop music that is a joy to listen to ultimately. even if the album goes on a little too long. makes me feel the same way velocity girl makes me feel. that's a good ass feel. jim o'rourke - steamroom 31: same deal trying to describe this that i have with basinski. jim o'rourke is one of my favorite guitarists/musicians ever, and the sole (soul?) reason why sonic youth got even more amazing. SYR3 ftw. this is a drone album that carefully changes moods throughout in a way that's extremely affecting. builds to a pretty glorious noise barrage that makes its presence felt throughout the rest of the album.

ok thassall for now. peace.

#2017 #2017 music #music that i have listened to #music #good ass music #do you like music too #i like it too much

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