#Betty looking at me like 'fucking nerd'

[jonny-versace]

Had kinda forgotten how good Infinity War/Endgame are then here I am on the sofa crying and clapping like those losers in the movie theater were when it released, mess

#Betty looking at me like 'fucking nerd' #And she's right! #personal #mcu

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Black Light 1

Warnings: namecalling, violence, other dark elements. Proceed with caution.

Note: someone said August.

Part of The Club AU

It's retro night. You're looking bomb, feeling fly, ready to get groovy. In a manner of speaking. Platforms, short skirt, a crop top with a faux fur bolero. You are channeling your inner Cher Horowitz.

It's your nineteenth birthday and you can drink your ass off. At last. It's your time. The best days of your life are ahead of you.

Not only are you vibing, you have your posse, your trio of thots. You're not the queen bee but you're a great sidekick. The Regina George of the group is definitely Amanda and her svelte blond hair, but you'd say Kamlai is more the Gretchen Wieners than you.

You smile at the bouncer, a man with a derisive look on his eye that makes you want to dissolve into sand or dust. Whatever. Maybe a nice eerie fog so you can float away. You only catch half his face as he keeps in the shadows, waving in coeds and a few middle-aged creepers.

You wish you got the nice one with the belly. You wait for the silent man to scowl at your ID. He holds it up beside you before he flicks it back to you.

"Thank you, sir," you catch the plastic card against your chest, his eye glinting towards your cleavage.

"Go," he growls and waves forward the next eager club goer.

"Oop, okay, sorry," you make a gesture like Betty Boop, raising your shoulders as you kick a foot up, "have a great night!"

He grumbles and you quickly run to catch up with Kam and Amanda. The pulsing music embraces you and you feel the energy flow into you. This night is gonna be awesome!

"You guys have to make sure to get pics of me!" Amanda hollers above the beat, "with the cutest guy I can find. Seth can eat his heart out."

You shake your head, shrugging off your disappointment. It's supposed to be your day but somehow Amanda always finds her way into the spotlight. You're not going to worry, you're all about fun!

You get your first round of drinks and find a seat. Amanda drinks her pink martini as she scopes out the room. She blows a nonplussed raspberry.

"Ugh, not finding any hunky fuckboys," she rolls her eyes, "I mean, I need someone super fucking hot."

"Don't we all," Kam giggles as her eyes rove, "how about an older guy?"

"Hm?" Amanda gives a pout and twists around to follow Kamlai's gaze. She tilts her head back and forth.

"Not too bad, I'll take the middle one," she winks, "you two can fight over who doesn't get specs."

You look at Kam then back to the three men along the wall. Amanda must be referring to the one with the spiky hair and glasses. He's cute but you're not really into the leering type.

"It's my birthday," you say as Amanda's already on her feet.

You peek at the third guy, sandy brown hair and bright blue eyes. He's not bad. Besides, you just have to dance, Amanda can do all the wants but you're not that kinda gal. You're too damn weird to be the hookup type.

"Fine," Kam rolls her eyes, "I'll take the nerd."

🥂

You grab the stranger's hands and once more drag them off your ass. You put them on your waist and give him a look. Dude, really, take a hint.

Well, he's not a stranger stranger. His name is Cole and he likes flowers. Adorable but still, a bit too old for you.

You turn, an excuse too look around at your friends as you shimmy your hips. Kam isn't as detered as she originally let on and Amanda is gone. Alright…

"How about a drink?" Cole startles you as he leans forward to yell in your ear, "I think I owe the birthday girl at least one."

"Oh, uh, alright," you turn back to him, "sure, I needa sit down anyway."

You follow him to the bar and wait by his arm as he orders. Fuck Amanda, really? Where is she?

"Here," Cole turns back to you, handing over the bright blue cocktail, "birthday special."

You nod and smile. You look at the slice of orange hooked over the edge and sniff the sweet drink. You put your lips to the straw but before you can take a sip, it's torn out of your grasp.

"Hey fucker," the snarl bites through the breakdown of the Cyndi Lauper classic.

A large figure pushes between you and Cole, throwing the drink in his face as he sputters. You gape in surprise and look up as the bouncer stands between you and your erstwhile dance partner. He grabs the smaller man by the collar, knocking his drink to the floor.

"Get the fuck outta here."

The bouncer shoves Cole into a stool and rolls his shoulders. You have no idea what's going on. Cole gulps and looks between you and the large man, himself not by any means small but taking a quick hint. He scrabbles away as you check your feet, a few drops of alcohol on your shoes.

"Didn't anyone ever tell you not to take drinks from strangers," the bouncer turns with a bark, "fucking bimbo."

You frown at the insult but can't muster a response before he storms away. You peer down at the puddle of the cocktail then spin to see the bouncer disappear through the door. Huh, he must've seen something you didn't. You should've known Cole was a creep. You just hope his friends aren't the same.

#august walker x reader #august walker #dark august walker #dark!august walker #drabble #series #black light #au #mission impossible: fallout

[vauxxy]

“treacherous”

(any version) peter parker x reader

(rivals to lovers because that’s the best trope)

peter parker ends up being roped into coming to betty brants party, despite immensely disliking the person who urges him to come. the party sparks a strange realisation and challenges their previous thoughts and feelings towards one another.

warnings: straight people and guns and female pronouns and alcohol and swearing xx

“fuck off penis parker”

y/n turned her head away from her lab partner, dragging her hands across her face as she crossed her legs. peter rolled his eyes and rested his head in his hand. “whatever, it was just an idea,” he scoffed, scribbling something down in his note book. y/n furrowed her brows.

“are you fucking serious? a study on what causes ‘goth girls’ to become pot heads? that’s an obvious dig at me and i won’t stand for it”

“what do you suggest then, y/n?”

peter smirked, fiddling with his pencil as he looked up at y/n.

“maybe a study on what causes guys with tiny dicks to become nerdy virgins” y/n proposed, loudly closing her science book. “oh wait,” she continued. “i think we know the answer to that one already!”

peter parker folded his arms and leaned back into his chair. “you’re such an… interesting personality, y/n” he laughed as the bell rang.

the rest of the class quickly fled the scene, most uncomfortable by the two teenagers’ constant arguing. their shoes lightly tapped the ground, y/n seemingly faster than usual.

as she hurried to her locker, gwen stopped her. “you’re in a rush” she stated, leaning against the metal doors next to y/n as the other girl frantically put her books in her bag.

“i’ve got to do the groceries, make dinner and meet with the bank all within the next few hours so i can go to this stupid party you want me at, so i’m in a little bit of a rush i guess” y/n joked sarcastically, pushing a hand against her hair anxiously.

“i can help you out if you want?” gwen offered, walking away with y/n. y/n shook her head as she headed towards the subway with her friend. “honestly, it’s all good. it’ll only take me an hour or two anyways” she smiled, catching the eye of a familiar nerd waiting for the train to area.

y/n and gwen. turned to face peter. “are you coming to the party tonight?” gwen asked, leaning her head on y/n’s shoulder. peter pursed his lips in response. “i didn’t even know there was a party” he replied, turning off his phone. y/n chuckled, shaking her head. “that’s so… like you, peter” she chuckled as the subway arrived at their platform.

the three got into discussion as the doors opened, walking in and luckily finding seats. “are you still pissy about the goth-pothead comment?” peter asked, staring at the screen of his phone. y/n shook her head and arched his brows, turning to face peter. “i don’t give a flying fuck about that, i have the memory of a fish,” y/n replied.”i just liked teasing you” she smiled.

“you should come peter, it’s at betty brant’s house” gwen interrupted, hanging onto her school bag. peter chuckled, slightly shaking his head. “i’m not too sure about that one,” he replied. “parties have never really been my thing” gwen gasped and put her hand on her heart. “that’s so crazy! who could’ve known that the skater boy didn’t like parties” she joked playfully, holding onto the trains hand rail as it moved around.

“you should come, i’d love to see you as a drunken idiot” y/n smirked. peter gazed up at y/n, crossing his arms. “oh, i am not good at being drunk- i get all weird” peter muttered awkwardly, causing gwen and y/n to instantly light up. “you need to come now!” gwen laughed, covering her hand with her mouth. he shook his head, standing up. “i’ll think about it” he murmured reluctantly, slinging his bag over his shoulder at the sound of the train announcing his stop. “you better come, i wanna see you make an absolute fool of yourself” y/n teased, pushing peter lightly. peter looked back at y/n, pursing his lips and meekly waving goodbye to the two girls.

as he left, gwen turnt to y/n. “you know he’s into you, right?” she stated, taking peters old seat next to y/n. y/n chuckled sarcastically, rolling her eyes. “very funny, gwen” she responded. she nodded her head, nudging her shoulder a bit. “he’s got a thing for emo girls, even ones he supposedly hates” gwen affirmed, smiling.

“i don’t care anyways, i couldn’t like a jerk like that”

“are you sure? you flirt with him every chance you get”

“no! that’s just banter, don’t get it twisted” y/n scoffed, standing up for her stop. “i’m gonna go run some errands before the party, see you then” she smiled. gwen nodded, waving goodbye.

- - -

running from the bank to the grocery store back to her house was a rather tiring routine, but she had to do it to make sure her siblings were all tended for before she even thought about enjoying herself.

while she was walking to the bank, she felt a pair of eyes staring daggers into the back of her head, but as soon as she turned around she found absolutely nothing to be afraid of. this had been happening much more than usual, causing herself to become more cautious than usual.

getting ready for the party, she felt the same fear she felt at the bank, but it was more so about what gwen had said before. to soothe her nerves, she called her friend and put the phone of speaker as she did her makeup.

“we’re gonna get pete so drunk tonight, i wanna know what he was talking about on the train” gwen laughed, causing y/n to subconsciously smile. “i wonder if he’s a funny drunk or one of those depressing ones with no filter” y/n responded, grabbing her keys and walking out of her bedroom.

she put her hand over the speaker of the phone and shouted out to her siblings. “i’ll be back in a few hours, call me if you need anything” she announced, heading out of the house as her siblings all said their goodbyes.

hopefully the night wouldn’t end in disaster.

- - -

“bottoms up!” gwen shouted, already hammered 50 minutes into the party. y/n, gwen and peter were all sat in betty’s spacious bathroom, close together with a bottle of vodka and a carton of apple juice. the three teens took their respective shots, each at different stages of drunkenness.

y/n sat back into the coldness of the empty bathtub with a bottle of beer in her right hand and a shot glass in the other. “i feel like my body doesn’t align with my brain” she cried dramatically. gwen turned to her friend, leaning against the cabinet underneath the sink. “how so babe?” she replied, popping every other letter she spoke. peter’s eyes moved over to y/n intrigued by her sentiment.

“i just feel like my boobs should be bigger!” she sulked, sitting up to face gwen and peter. gwen sympathetically arched her brows, cradling the vodka bottle. “no! you have great boobs…” she slurred as peter turned beetroot red and turned away from y/n, leaning against the bathroom wall.

“but what if i want double d’s??!!” she exclaimed, leaning back. peter leaned his head to the side. “for the record, i think your boobs are nice” he stated, clearly out of it. y/n and gwen were both taken back by this sudden comment. “uhhh, thanks?!” y/n stuttered, covering her face in embarrassment. “don’t think too much about it, weirdo” peter defended himself, “maybe if you weren’t such an emo you’d like them more”

gwen suddenly jolted up, as if something clicked. “y/n you’re right, he doesn’t have a filter when he’s drunk!” she smiled, turning to peter. y/n’s eyes lit up, mouth opening slightly. “i’d like to think i’m a very well held together drunk person” peter nodded his head, assuring himself. y/n shook her head, leaning over to pat peters shoulder. “i literally don’t understand a single word you said”

“well, this newfound information deserves a game of truth or truth” gwen suggested, taking another shot. peter refused at first, but he didn’t really have a choice in the matter anyways.

“peter, truth or truth?” gwen asked. peter took a while to think, tapping his chin. “i think i’ll take a wildcard here and say… truth” he reposed. “since when we’re you so observant of y/n’s boobs?” she asked, causing y/n to object. “that’s a weird question-“ she was cut off by peter answering almost instantly. “i am a very observant person, i see things” he justified, slurring his words. “but” he continued, “y/n is a pretty girl, despite her rude comments and scary makeup so i’m obviously gonna notice her nice boobs”

y/n tried to form a sentence but all could come out was a confused “thank you??”

after a few beats of time, she straightened her back and peeked over at peter. “someone wants to get into my pants” she sneered. peter threw up his hands defensively. “hey, no way! gross…” he muttered. “i’m just telling the truth, you’re the one making it weird”

gwen nodded her head in satisfaction. “okay, now you ask someone” she insisted, passing the bottle to peter. “okay, gwen… truth or truth?” he asked, taking a swift and instantly regretting it as the taste hit his mouth. “truth” she replied, curling her knees towards her chest. “what’s the weirdest secret you know about anyone at this party?” peter questioned. gwen took a few moments to think of something.

“betty is screwing the camera dude for her little morning announcements” she nonchalantly replied, shrugging her shoulders. y/n gasped. pulling at her hair slightly. “i called it!” she shouted.

the game continued, the questions getting weirder and more provocative as time went on.

“y/n, truth or truth?” betty asked, crossing her arms confidently. “truth” she replied.

“who’s the most fuckable person at school?” she smiled like a drunken sailor. y/n didn’t hesitate one bit, absolutely smashed. “peter” she whispered loudly, pointing at the boy who was now sat next to her in the bathtub.

peter’s eyes widened, frozen in place. “what?! why me?” he asked, chocking on his words. gwen gasped, grasping at the torso of her dress in shock. “you’re tall and you’re secretly ripped… and you’re awkward and nice but not to me which i find a little attractive” she muttered. “you’re a major dick with a terrible attitude- but i feel like if i was to do anything with anyone you’d be the nicest” she stated as her eyes fluttered.

peter was at an utter loss for words. “are you two into each other and just decided not to tell me?” gwen, cried, smiling as she laid back. “i don’t like peter, i just find myself being very, extremely attracted to him” y/n, bit the inside of her mouth. “despite his obvious and unavoidable flaws, of course” she continued. peter stared at her in shock, pushing his hair back. “honestly, i agree” he interjected. “i find myself thinking about y/n a lot, but i don’t like her” he said.

“that’s literally the definition of liking each other” gwen affirmed, drinking the last bit from the bottle. “i need to get more!” she shouted, standing up. “get something fruity” y/n pleaded, reaching out. “sure” gwen agreed. leaving the room.

moments passed, and quickly y/n moved towards peter. “do i like you, penis parker?” she asked, resting her head on his shoulder. “how am i supposed to answer that question” peter laughed, leaning into the movement.

“kiss me so i know if i like you” y/n demanded, jolting up and facing peter.

their faces were mere centimetres apart, they could feel the warmth of each others bodies.

“are you sure?” he asked, moving in a little closer.

“yes i’m sure, don’t be a pussy” she responded, placing her hands on peters shoulders.

suddenly, their lips made contact as their bodies intertwined. peter put his hands in her waist as he leaned further into the kiss.

the expression turned more passionate, but before they could continue the door opened suddenly.

“can you guys leave? it’s 2 am!” betty demanded, holding a trash bag filled with empty bottles and plastic cups.

the two jolted off each other, startled by her sudden entrance. “oh, shit-“ she clenched her teeth as she realised what the two were doing. “sorry, you’ve got 30 minutes to wrap… that… up” she hesitantly remarked as she walked backwards out of the doorframe and closed the door.

the two sat in silence for a few seconds.

“i can’t tell if that was a good idea or not” peter sighed, sinking into the floor of the bathtub. y/n closed her eyes. “i’m so confused” she muttered, covering her face. peter turned towards y/n again and moved the hands from her face before leaning into kiss her again. y/n returned the gesture, pulling herself into him.

“guys betty brant is kicking us out-“ gwen announced as she opened the door, her eyes widening at the sight in front of her “HOLY SHIT!” she shouted, gasping loudly. the two pushed off of each other again, moving to separate sides of the bathtub.

“umm… it’s not what it looks like?” y/n said, not even sounding convincing enough for herself. “no, it definitely is what it looks like” gwen nodded leaning over to let out an exhausted laugh. “i fucking called it!” she cheered, parading out of the bathroom.

y/n stood up, gesturing her hand out to peter so he could follow. “i should probably get an uber” she stated, stepping out of the bathtub as peter took her hand. he followed and nodded slightly. “me too to be honest, i don’t think i can drive” he laughed, stumbling a little.

the two exited out the bathroom and awkwardly walked outside the house together.

the cold air hit y/n’s face as she stared at her phone screen, waiting for her uber to arrive so she could get out of this awkward tension.

“do you wanna talk about what happened?” peter started, looking over at y/n. she looked back, noticing the large distance between the two. “no-yes, no??” she responded, putting her phone in her jacket pocket. “i’m gonna sleep on it, if that’s okay” she finally replied cohesively, fidgeting with her hands. peter nodded, hiding his hands in his jean pockets.

the uber pulled up to the sidewalk, announcing that the uber was for y/n. she took a step forward towards it before peter grabbed her hand and pulled her into one last kiss, sinking into the moment. y/n clinched onto him as if they’d never speak again, holding him closely.

she pulled away a few seconds later, taking a step backwards. “uh, i’ll see you later penis parker” she remarked, stepping inside of the car. peter waved as the car started and drive off with the girl he was snogging a few moments before. he took a deep breath in, holding his face. “what the fuck…” he muttered.

- - -

it had been more than 24 hours since the party and there was complete radio silence between both parties. peter was hunched over in his bed, staring at his phone as he yearned for a text from y/n ti meet up or something. it was already sunday night and they were supposed to sit next to each other for the first two periods in the morning.

to take his mind off the stress he was feeling, peter put on his suit and climbed out of his bedroom window.

he swung around the streets of queens for a few good minutes, taking in the cold air as it collapsed against the fabric of his suit. he wound up on the rooftop of the tallest building in sight, staring over the city streets. his eyes traced over every movement he could see, swinging his legs over the end of the building.

in the corner of his eye, he could see two figures standing in an alleyway nearby. suspicious of the situation, he cautiously swung closer to navigate the situation better.

“hand over the money, i know you have it” a booming voice announced from the distance, instantly alarming peter. moving closer, he could see that the figure responsible for the voice had a handgun pressed against the second figure.

quickly, peter swung towards the alleyway and dropped right behind the armed man. he punched him down almost instinctively and pressed the front of his body against the cold floor. “what do you think you’re doing, threatening people this late at night?” he asked, webbing the gun to the ground and holding the man’s hands behind his back. “the fuck?!” he shouted, muffled by his face smashed against the concrete. peter webbed his hands in place and stuck him to the ground before standing up and looking at the other figure.

he instantly recognised the girl in front of him, chocking out of pure shock and somewhat rage.

y/n?

“attacking a teenager? not cool, man” he sighed, quickly contacting the authorities and standing by y/n. she had tears in her eyes and was shaking harder than anyone peter had ever seen anyone shake before. “are you okay ms?” he asked, holding into her shoulders. she shook her head, sobbing quietly. “i’ll get you out of here” he stated, grabbing onto y/n and webbing the man to the floor once again, just in case.

he swung the two back the the top of the building as her tears wet the torso of peter’s suit. it took everything in her power to not kiss her again and hold onto her as tightly as possible.

he set her down, rubbing her back softly. “do you mind telling me what happened?” he asked, crouching down to her level as she sat on the floor of the building. she nodded, sobbing a little quieter.

“that- that was some weird stalk-stalker” she cried, trying to explain herself. “he was following me around all week because- because i’ve been going to th-the banks”

peter nodded slowly, trying not to rush her. “i think he though i had money… but i definitely don’t have- like any…” she sighed, drying her eyes. she bit the inside of her mouth. calming down a little. “you don’t need to worry about him anymore, he’s going to jail for a very long time” he reassured her.

soon enough, y/n started talking to the masked superhero about her week. “i’ve been having a lot of financial issues, and boy issues, and like… issues” she stated, laughing a little bit. peter’s ears pricked up. “boy issues?” he asked, instantly regretting it. so unprofessional he thought, internally judging himself. “oh yeah,” she laughed. “i don’t think you’d wanna hear about that, you’re a whole ass superhero” she smiled, shaking her head.

“i’m all ears” he reassured her, crossing his arms.

“well… there’s this boy who i used to really super dislike but we got drunk- like shitfaced drunk, and we kissed like three times and i liked all the times…” she frowned, covering her face. “but i’ve been busy so i accidentally ghosted him- but he’s been ghosting me too!” she argued with herself, perusing her lips. peter instantly filled with regret.

“it sounds like you two really like each other, maybe just be truthful to how you feel” peter suggested, fiddling with his hands. y/n nodded. “that’s probably a good idea” she agreed, standing up. “and stay away from banks for a while” he laughed, patting her in the back.

peter swung y/n home, making sure she was safe before heading back towards his bedroom for the night.

“what the fuck…” he muttered, collapsing into his bed.

im probably gonna do a part two cause im a little nerd xx

also i refuse to edit any of this so sorry if there’s mistakes lol

happy days 🫶

#peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker x y/n #peter parker x you #peter #mcu #peter x reader #peter parker enemies to lovers #peter parker rivals to lovers #peter parker x reader enemies to lovers #peter parker x reader rivals to lovers #mcu x reader #andrew garfield #tom holland #andrew garfield x reader #tom holland x reader

[bitterkarella]

Midnight Pals: Joining the Team

Aleister Crowley: yo Sonia Crowley: yep yep it’s just me Crowley: Aleister “The Great Beast” Crowley Crowley: the most wicked man in the world Crowley: mountaineer, bon vivant, man about town Sonia Greene: I’m not interested, aleister Crowley: I was a spy too! Crowley: did I mention I was a spy???

Aleister Crowley: that’s right Sonia Crowley: The Great Beast was also a super daring secret agent spy Crowley: yup yup, see, coach had a special assignment for me Crowley: I had to infiltrate McKinley High and TP their founder statue before the big game Crowley: GO WILDCATS!!!

Crowley: so Sonia how about you and me go to the malt shop sometime Crowley: and get a malt with two straws? Sonia Greene: I told you aleister, I’m dating howard now Crowley: hp lovecraft!? That nerd??? Crowley: what’s he got that I don’t!?! Greene: he might not look like much now Greene: but my howard’s got real thick potential Crowley: Crowley: what does that mean!? Greene: [imagining HP Lovecraft drinking malt with both straws]

Crowley: Sonia is STILL dating that nerd LOSERcraft! Crowley: ooo!!! That makes me so mad!!! Crowley: makes me wanna pound some nerd!!! Victor Neuburg: flavin glavin? Crowley: i-I mean Crowley: not like that Crowley: I mean physically Crowley: I mean with my hands Crowley: I mean I wanna beat up a nerd! Crowley: STOP LOOKING AT ME NERD

Crowley: so I hear you wanna join the team? Raoul Loveday: yes! I’m your biggest fan! Crowley: yeah I’d like to give you some downfield blocking Loveday: yes! Crowley: maybe some end zone action Loveday: yes! Crowley: maybe some soccer practice Crowley: on the football green

Crowley: I’d like to give you a heavy penalty Betty May: Raoul, he’s talking about fucking Crowley: what the Crowley: who’s this? Raoul Loveday: this is my girlfriend Betty “Tiger Woman” May Crowley: Crowley: “Tiger woman?” Crowley:

Crowley: ok nerd, if you wanna join my team, you gotta put on this big pyramid hat and eat this giant block of hashish Loveday: wow! Isn’t this great, betty? May: this sucks Crowley: Crowley: dude, your girlfriend is a real buzzkill Loveday: no no she’s totally into it! Loveday: right, betty? May: [rolling eyes]

Crowley: dude, your girlfriend sucks Crowley: first of all, why’s she got a sobriquet Crowley: that’s kind of my thing Crowley: feel like she’s stepping on my toes here, dude Loveday: yeah but Crowley: c’mon dude Crowley: bros before hos

Crowley: ok dude you wanna be part of my team? Crowley: first you gotta pass this hazing test Crowley: I want you Crowley: to kidnap hp LOSERcraft’s cat! May: pfft. what are you gonna do with it Crowley: Crowley: we’ll get to that

#midnight pals #midnight society #the midnight society #sonia greene #aleister crowley #betty may #victor neuburg #raoul loveday

[bayoblr]

I was inspired by @luaminesce 's venting post on the Bayo3 ending to speak out about my personal feelings on the matter.

That ending was awful to me on many, many levels, but I'll be focusing on a specific one. As I've mentioned before, Bayonetta was THE most important character for my self-esteem as a woman who wears glasses since childhood.

I have "mid to severe" miopia and been dependant on specs for most of my life. Nowadays, thanks to the growing use of smartphones and increasing blue light exposure, there are more miopic people than 15+ years ago, so I'm aware that the following paragraphs may sound "dramatic" to a certain audience.

I'm a late millennial who grew up surrounded by romcoms that condoned the use of glasses. Wearing glasses are ugly; being miopic is unfashionable; you should be completely unaware of your surroundings so the hot guy can notice you and find out that you're actually attractive. When I got my first specs, I received notes at school with very hurtful doodles of what I supposedly looked like with a pair of glasses. People would actually bully you for being "four eyed" back in the day. They would take your glasses from your face, put them on their own and joke about how awful your eyesight is, call you names, brag about how they're much more attractive than you, make you tell how many numbers there are on their fingers from a distance when they catch you without your lenses.

Back in the day, I've never had a character who looked like me, and could relate to. Women in glasses are either "the ugly nerd", "the unfashionable poor soul" or "the hidden beauty", and if you're a latina like me, you were probably drowned in the many versions of "Betty la fea" (AKA "Ugly Betty"). If I gained a dollar each time someone told me how much better I look without my glasses, I'd right now be at my own yacht in the Bahamas.

Been single for a while and can't find a date? "Try not wearing your glasses, they make you unattractive" (I'm NOT joking, people have ACTUALLY told me that). Heck, even my ex-mother-in-law complained about my glasses and tried to convince me to go through a surgery (and this is your friendly reminder that refraction error surgeries only work temporarily).

Then I found about Bayonetta. She looked like me and wasn't a complete failure of a woman – on the contrary. She's sexy, she's attractive, she's sexual, she's a fashionista, she's THE woman. And her bad eyesight is just there. They don't try to revolve her personality around it. It's just an iconic, natural and very much welcoming trait of who she is and how she looks.

Until...

I was already too shocked seeing the direction they were going with the ending. But watching Bayonetta taking off her glasses in order to be kissed by Luka felt like a punch in the stomach. I immediately began to cry.

What does that even mean? Why couldn't she just stay with her glasses on? Did she need to do it so she could look good enough to be worth of love? Maybe it wasn't the writers' true intention, but I couldn't help feeling that bitter taste in my tongue.

Just because refraction errors are being more and more common, it doesn't mean that the bullying doesn't exist anymore. People (specially women) with eyesight disorders are still being portrayed in a ridicule way in media everywhere (I'd say Harry Potter is the only popular character with glasses that isn't ridicule, but look how that franchise is fucked up now). Children with glasses are still being targeted by bullies everywhere. People with severe conditions, hemianopia (half-blindness) and higher prescriptions are still being made fun of because of how their glasses look and how "comical" they are for being like that. I think most don't realize how people with glasses are treated in a dehumanizing way sometimes.

Bayonetta was (and is) my ultimate comfort character in many ways, but specially that. It was the first time I felt actually seen and represented. So yeah, I was extremely hurt not only by the total erasure of her relationship with Jeanne and "de-empowerment" of her character (I'LL CATCH UP ON THAT LATER), but also by how they completely destroyed my favorite thing about her in a matter of a second.

With love,

Your favorite miopic Bayonetta blogger.

#wow that was long #bayonetta #nintendo #platinum games #cereza #hideki kamiya #bayonetta 3 #long post #personal

[feathers-fallen-on-riverdale]

Season 1, Episode 1: Chapter 1 - The River's Edge These Aren't The People From My Polycule! (They Said What?)

[Ep. Statues: Already Watched/First Time Watching + Remember/Vaguely/Don't Remeber]

First off. It sort of slipped my mind that Jughead narrates the opening of each episode. Doesn't he become like a God type writer in the new season? Very Jensen coded of The CW to only know how to do one (1) thing.

Oh god that nasty "Welcome to Riverdale!" board.

Also I will probably be saying this a lot but what are these outfits? Cheryl and Jason are going for thier stupid little boat ride (really? A boat ride? In the morning? On July 4th?) dress all in white expect for Cheryl's bright red stilettos. Like no wonder first time watcher me though Cheryl killed her brother. All the white, the creepiness of the scene and the "are you scared Jason?" just convinced me Cheryl had ritualisticlly killed her brother in a fucked up horror movie girl kinda way. Instant way to make me stan her. Kinda disappointed she didn't (would now would also be a good time to mention that I completely forgot who actually killed Jason? Oops?). Anyway where is that AU? Where is that show?

"In those last moments I hope he suffered. May Jason Blossom burn in hell" ? Miss girl. Are we sure Betty's mom isn't the real family psychopath?

Also can we talk about Jughead in season 1. With his lil beanie and his camera. I'm like 90% he was written to be a movie nerd/buff then it was retconed to books and they never talk about it again? That was weird.

Lol okay so I forgot how privileged the Lodges are made out to be. But honestly, Veronica's mom? Kind of a MILF. Now that I think about it, aren't they like, the Riverdale Kardashians?

Girl naurrr the gay-bestfriend-ification of Kevin 😭💀. My mortal enemy. I will make Kevin a full fleshed character if it kills me. Kevin walked no-crawled so that Will from Stranger Things could stumble over to Mike only to be called a slur.

Also how old are these bitches supposed to be? 15 year olds do not look like that. What is in the water in Riverdale? Pfffff what am I talking about Archie is Just Like That TM.

Also something about the way the actors deliver thier lines. I can't explain it but it's hilarious. Maybe just cause it's the pilot and everything's a little stilted still.

Also I think Kevin wants to hit that (Archie). #LetKevinHitThat2022 #LetKevinBeArchiesGayAwakening2022

Oh Archie's music passion my beloved. I forgot that one too. Season 1 may not be as batshit as its descendants but it has it's gems.

Betty and Archie: having their disgusting little heterosexual talk

Me looked in the background: omg Pop Tate 😍😍😍

I used to laugh at the sketches of Riverdale on tiktok because the facial expressions were so greatly exaggerated. But nope, it's actually Just Like TM.

Omg Veronica's slow-mo entrance my beloved. Some would say it's over the top but honestly she's an icon, she's a legend and she is the moment. She deserves this.

Also I know I should be focused on the Archie and Veronica's meet-cute but there's this one shot of Betty's face that is absolutely sending me.

Betty said gay rights because I'm going to be homophobic towards a straight couple.

ALSO FRED ANDREWS. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. ARCHIE STOP BITCHING AT YOUR FATHER.

Forgot just how... Karen-like Betty's mom was in season 1. I know it's out of worry but I can't wait for her character to flesh out (as much as it can on a CW show). Also I did not know Betty has ADHD?

Archie, honey, what is your handwriting. Okay, if Betty has ADHD then I want Archie to be dyslexic. They bond over being neurodivergent and mistake that comradery for love.

Nasty ass early season Chad Reggie 🤮🤮🤮. Where is my is my mafia bimbo meow meow. Give him to me now.

What. What was this moment. ONLY The CW. I would only accept this moment if Veronica was wearing a little bi or pan flag. Hold on.

Guys she sewed them on herself! (her mother taught her!) (I know it looks like shit alright I'm horrible at editing)

JOSIE! AND THE PUSSY CATS. Okay but genuinely they sound really good.

JUSTIN GINGERLAKE ??! Oh she's savage I love her. Also Josie and her girlies all use she/they pronouns because I said so.

Also the way Veronica talks. How does Camilla Mendes pull it off. What ever they're paying her, double it.

"Are you two dating?"

"No we're just friends."

"No he's straight.'

I stand by my earlier statment, #LetKevinHitThat2022

Oh god. The one plot line I wish I could desperately forget is the one where Archie fucks his music teachers. How is nobody noticing these 2 eyes fuck infront of the entire gymnasium.

Oh Fred and Hermione 😔

"Is cheerleading still a thing?"

"Is being the gay best friend still a thing?"

Shots fired. I am loving the mlm wlw hostility. At least The CW got gay on gay violence right.

Cheryl? Body shaming! What year is this?

They're trying to make me like or feel sympathy for Grundy and it's not working. I'm just waiting for her to leave.

Okay no actually I need her to DIE. A student is asking for help because he's feeling guilty and scared of something he's witnessed but your saying no because you fucked him? 🔪🔪🔪

Beronica kiss hello? Young sapphic me blocked this out because they could not deal with the emotions and revelations this brought her. Also this is beginnings/foundation of the Riverdale polycule. Also that kiss was.... a little longer than necessary 😏.

Cheryl is not impressed tho and honestly good for her. But that baiting scene. Sheesh I'm not one to judge be get a better coping mechanism honey. Betty's half moon scars I remember vividly. I wonder if they ever resolved that plotline.

Also. VERONICA ACTUALLY POPPED OFF NOT CLICKBAIT!???!!!???

WE COME AS A MATCHING SET? I AM THAT RECKONING? SORRY CHERYL BOMBSHELL MY SPECIALITY IS ICE?

I am losing it. Is this Riverdale's version of "Freedom is a lenght of rope and God wants you to hang yourself"?

Nope, now I've lost it. That scene! Where Veronica is zipping up Betty's cheerleading outfit and the sweet music is playing and they're all smiles and giggles and she turns around and Veronica compliments her and Betty just touches her in the same way Veronica did her even though Veronica was already set! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GOODBYE! The entire show could end right here and I wouldn't care. Also, I see you Veronica's black nail polish.

Oh Betty and Veronica's little chat after that felt very very real. Oh no this Supernatural all over again. Shit show, good moments that keep u coming back.

Okay Betty's mom is giving my mom vibes and that is not okay.

Fred's words to Archie about his future are ringing really true and are a really fresh and good twist on the parents dont support the kids passion trope.

Maybe this first season is actually good? Skdjkskdjd nah.

Omg our favourite trouple doing their entrance!

"What does your heart say?"

Archie: *looks over at Grundy*

Me: Come on, Grundy?!

Archie: *demands lessons*

Me: Oh he chose music!

Oh god.... I keep pausing the fantasy couple scene because I just can't.

Veronica and Kevin, mouthing: ask him about the polycule!

Betty, who can't read lips for shit: power couple? 🤔

The absolute silence on Archie's side. WHY did he look at Grunkle what's her face.

Let's see who's riding the ginger stallion tonight? WHO IS WRITING THESE SCRIPTS?

"Who are you asking for, you or Betty?"

Me: SAY BOTH

Veronica: *doesn't say both*

Me:

Me watching Archie and Veronica kiss even tho the polycule is in shambles before even fully forming:

Veronica and Hermione's relationship. God I wish I had something like that.

"Archie went looking for the girl next door. Instead he found me." Okayyyy, it's giving Jarchie.

Archie and Jughead's scene. First of all Jughead's dark humor. Love it. The talk to her. It'd go a long way. It'd have went a long way with me. Ooof. But also what did happen? Omg gay coming out went wrong!

Me watching the "I can't give you the answer you want" scene trying to focus on literally anything else but the forced monogamy in front of me: huh the way they shot this reminds me of the "I was there where were you scene".

Okay but let's put a pause on the polycule and talk about Barchie. Archie says something along the lines of "You are always perfect, I could never be good enough for you" and earlier on Betty said she's sick of being perfect, the perfect x,y,z for everyone else. I don't know if she's realised this but that may include being the perfect love interest for Archie. And Archie perceives her as Perfect when Betty just wants to be perceived. So if they were ever to get together, polycule or not they'd need to work past that.

Oh Moose. Didn't he just fade into the background as the show moved on or did I just forget him?

Oh Jason? Neat ig. Was he shot and his body dumped after the lake was searched? I can't even remember.

Unhinged rating: 3/10. There were some moments (mostly from Cheryl) mostly from the dialog and things I'd forgotten but this episode is really tame reconsidering my expectations for later seasons.

Tag list (you can ask to be added [or removed] though I doubt anyone will ask: @youre-only-gay-once

#riverdale #riverdale polycule #unhinged ep. review #barchie #jarchie #beronica #season 1 episode 1 the river's edge #archie andrews #betty cooper #jughead jones #veronica lodge #cheryl blossom #jason blossom #josie mccoy #josie and the pussycats #kevin keller #live slug reaction #live betty reaction #the cw

[fuckyeahcadence]

 Yesterday, Sunday, I went to The Eras Tour. I was supposed to go on friday but it got cancelled, so my concert ended up being the last one in Argentina; and by the way, this was my first concert ever, 

 This was the most magical and exciting experience of my life. I don't even know what to say, but I'm so so happy we made Taylor feel so loved and we showed the power of our crowd to her.

I will talk about this concert, one. era. at a time. 

Before the concert began, I talked with the girl who was on the seat next to me; she was so nice! I gave her bracelets. We talked about our favourite albums, which surprise songs we wanted... that was so relieving for me, since I am so so SO shy and I was feeling so nervous.

1. Lover

It's been a long time coming for sure. I was already screaming the songs, I was tearing up, I couldn't believe I was there. It all felt like a dream... It was funny to sing "You Need To Calm Down", when I was the one who needed to calm down!! hahaha.  When Lover started, I felt the need to hug someone and I NEVER hug people; that's the power Taylor has.

2. Fearless

Oh god. This era was when my mind started going "this can't be happening. oh my god. this is awesome. i need to contact little me and tell her what's going on. oh my god oh my god.". I grew up more with Red and 1989, but there were songs from Fearless (debut and speak now, too) that I've been listening to forever (& always). You Belong With me is one of them. There was a thing Spotify made last year, it was like a time capsule of songs, one of the questions was "which song would you want to hear live this year?", and I chose "You Belong With Me".        It happened.        My mind remembers the music video, hating the cheerleader, loving the nerd, the story this song tells will always warm my heart.

3. Evermore

This era was so chaotic and fun and it felt like I was watching a movie!! I mean, Tolerate It and Willow? AHHHHHHHHHH. Before Champagne Problems, Taylor said that it took her a while (yeah haha) to come to Argentina and she's never going to make that mistake again. So possibly for her next tour she'll come here again and I am so excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

4. reputation

EVERYONE WAS SCREAMING "VA A REPUTAAAAAAR!! AAAAAAAAAAHhh!!". I got to experience the "1, 2, 3, let's go bitch" in person!! and I listened to the high notes in Ready For It? and Don't Blame Me live!!!!!!!!! AND Look What You Made Me Do live was HEALING. IT WAS A HEALING EXPERIENCE, it just hit so hard!!! GOOOOOD.

5. Speak Now

Ah ah ah, Ah ah ah. I WAS ENCHANTED TO MEET YOU, TAYLOR. Seeing her in that gorgeous dress, singing Enchanted: it was a fairytale. And I cried my eyes out during Long Live. SOMEDAY, WE WILL BE REMEMBERED.

6. Red

I remember this album (the original version) was the latest album Taylor had released when I found out about her and her music. So hearing these songs live was magical. I don't know about you, but I'm feeling 22! Also, honourable mention to Taylor's dancer who screamed "¡ni en pedo!" the three nights. I LOVED THAT. I Knew You Were Trouble is an ICONIC Taylor Swift song and I'm so happy I got to experience it. And of course, All Too Well... the whole stadium was red. All the bracelets were burning red. Everyone screamed "fuck the patriarchy!". I'll remember this all too well.

7. folklore

"So we have brought the folklore cabin to Argentina, haven't we?". folklore is another album that feels like a movie, or a book; when you see Taylor laying down and singing "you meet some woman on the internet and take, her, home..." you forget you're in the stadium full of people for a second. Betty! oh god! I will never forgive James for what he did to you. I'm sorry I sing along to every line of his apology. OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOD and that transition, from August to Illicit Affairs- AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! Illicit Affairs is my second favourite song on folklore (after mirrorball). DON'T. CALL. ME. KID. DON'T. CALL. ME. BABY.

8. 1989

I stayed out too late last night and I loved every second of it. I danced a lot during the 1989 era and it was so so fun. I adore the Bad Blood coreography; and the fact that there was FIRE during this song. AHHHHHH. I could feel the heat!! It was awesome!!!

SURPRISE SONGS

Was this even real? I still can't believe it. She sang BETTER THAN REVENGE. I thought she'd never EVER sing this song again. Better Than Revenge is the song I play in my bedroom so loud that if someone screams in another room, I wouldn't hear them. It's one of my favourite songs. I could have never guessed this was going to be my surprise song, however, I am MORE than happy that it was.

Then, "Slut!". This was such a clever combination, I mean, Better than Revenge + Slut? It's so great. I remember when I first listened to Slut, it felt so nostalgic (well, probably because it was written 10 years ago haha). Taylor's voice was magical.

9. Midnights

And finally, Midnights. I started to feel a bit sad because I knew that the show was about to end now, but I decided to give it my all and 'be the loudest woman this town has ever seen'. Lavender Haze, Anti-Hero, Midnight Rain, Vigilante Shit, Bejeweled, Mastermind, Karma... every song was phenomenal. I love how she made the decision to end the show with Karma, such a fun song to leave us dancing and wanting more. Thank you, Taylor Swift. I love you. !!

#the eras tour argentina #the eras tour #BETTER THAN REVENGE #fav #my show #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa #ts #ahhhhhh #the eras era #the eras movie #the eras taylor swift #the eras icons #concert #taylor swift #taylor alison swift

[kudosmyhero]

The Amazing Spider-Man (vol. 3) #1.4: Learning to Crawl, part 4

Read Date: December 03, 2022 Cover Date: October 2014 ● Writer: Dan Slott ● Penciler: Ramón Pérez ● Inker: Ramón Pérez ● Colorist: Ian Herring ● Letterer: Joe Caramagna ��� Editor: Nick Lowe ●

**HERE BE SPOILERS: Skip ahead to the fan art/podcast to avoid spoilers

Reactions As I Read: ● the opening panel immediately makes me smile. i don't know why. random upside-down Spidey just makes me happy ● yay photographer Spidey! ● Iron Man is really yellow… ● in this version, young Peter Parker is wearing a sweater vest and tie, but this time his classmates are wearing more modern clothes, like t-shirts and jeans. the contrast really emphasizes what a "nerd" he is. I love it! ● things are going… WELL for Peter? prepare for shit to hit the fan in 3… 2… ● Clash/Clayton Cole is perhaps showing us the path Peter could have so easily gone down ● oops, Flash caught Peter sneaking ● omg… Betty Brant ● i do like the colors that accompany Clash everywhere ● HAHA amplifying JJJ's "Sam Hill" (omg just realized I have a cousin named Sam Hill…) ● nice try, Spidey. great fight scene! ● whoa… JJJ apologized to Betty and said to Spidey that he was wrong about him?? this won't last beyond this panel, will it… ● yup, called it ● oof, Peter, you fucked up by "borrowing" everything… ● whew, good issue!

Synopsis: Peter now becomes Spider-Man only to take pictures of other superheroes to sell at the Bugle and his life seems to be back on track. Clash wanting the media coverage that Spider-Man has, attacks the Daily Bugle, but realizing that he does it for notoriety, Jonah declares that he will not have a line, since on the Bugle there is no place for such nonsense. Clash comes to threaten Jonah with death, but Spider-Man enters the scene and attacks Clash trying to disable his weapons with a device of his creation, but fails. Given to build it he used school and Dr. Cobbwell's materials Peter gets in trouble and depressed because he feels responsible for Clash's actions and can't stop him, he goes to let off steam on Uncle Ben's grave.

(https://marvel.fandom.com/wiki/Amazing_Spider-Man_Vol_3_1.4)

Fan Art: Spider-Man by AndyFairhurst

Accompanying Podcast: ● Untold Spider Talk - episode 06

#marvel #marvel comics #my marvel read #podcast recommendation #comics #peter parker #spider-man #comic books #fan art #fanart #podcast - untold spider talk #clash #clayton cole #iron man #tony stark

[vympr]

I had a crush on Ernest Cline, the author of "nerd porn auteur" and "ready player one" 😬😖 I was stupid enough to think his nerd porn poem was sweet. it took me 3 months to realise he is a loser 👎

i had never even heard of nerd porn auteur until this ask and i actually think everyone needs to read it now here i copy and pasted it for u all here please read

I've noticed that there don't seem to be any porno movies

that are made for guys like me.

All the porn I've come across

was targeted at beer-swilling sports bar dwelling alpha-males

Men who like their women stupid and submissive

Men who can only get it up for monosyllabic cock-hungry nymphos

with gargantuan breasts and a three-word vocabulary

Adult films are populated with these collagen-injected

liposuctioned women

Many of whom have resorted to surgery and self-mutilation

in an attempt to look the way they have been told to look.

These aren't real women. They're objects.

And these movies aren't erotic. They're pathetic.

These vacuum-headed fuck bunnies don't turn me on.

They disgust me.

And it's not that I'm against pornography.

I mean, I'm a guy. And guys need porn.

Fact.

"Like a preacher needs pain, like a needle needs a vein,"

Guys need porn.

But I don't wanna watch this misogynist he-man woman-hater porn.

I want porno movies that are made with guys like me in mind:

Guys who know that the sexiest thing in the world

is a woman who is smarter than you are.

You can have the whole cheerleading squad,

I want the girl in the tweed skirt and the horn-rimmed glasses:

Betty Finnebowski, the valedictorian.

Oh yes.

First I want to copy her Trig homework,

and then I want to make mad, passionate love to her

for hours and hours

until she reluctantly asks if we can stop

because she doesn't want to miss Battlestar Galactica.

Summa cum laude, baby!

That is what I call erotic.

But do you ever see that kind of a woman in a contemporary adult film?

No.

Which is why I'm going to start writing and directing Geek Porno.

I shall be the quintessential Nerd Porn Auteur.

And the women in my porno movies will be the kind

that drive nerds like me mad with desire.

I'm talking about the girls that used to fuck up the grading curve.

The girls in the Latin Club and the National Honor Society.

Chicks with weird clothes, braces, four eyes, and 4.0 GPAs.

Brainy articulate bookworms, with MENSA cards in their purses

and chips on their shoulders.

My porn starlets will come in all shapes and sizes.

My porn starlets will be too busy working on their PhD to go to the gym.

In my kind of porno movies the girls wouldn't even have to get naked.

They'd just take the guys down to the rec room and

beat them repeatedly at chess

and then talk to them for hours about Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle

or the underlying social metaphors in the Aliens movies.

Buy stock in some hand cream companies

because there is about to be a major shortage.

And I'm not just talking about straight porn. Oh no.

There should be fuck films for my nerd brethren

of all sexual orientations.

Gay nerd porn flicks with titles like "Dungeons and Drag-queens."

This idea is a fucking gold mine.

I am gonna make millions,

because this country is full of database programmers

and electronics engineers

and they aren't getting the loving they so desperately need.

And you can help . . .

If you're an intelligent woman is interested in breaking into the adult film industry,

and if you can tell me the name of Luke Skywalker's home planet,

then you are hired.

It doesn't matter if you think you're overweight or unattractive.

It doesn't matter if you don't think you're beautiful.

You are beautiful. . .

And I will make you a star.

#embarrassing crushes #minors dni /

[missmewts]

music//the evans

(seasons 1-7, luke cooper, peter maximoff, there will be more in part two!)

rating; pg

warnings; none???

basically some music artists and songs evan's roles might listen to. the gif isn't evan but gaga is iconic so don't complain

LUKE COOPER...the office, 2010

MGK. don't even argue. he's obsessed with machine gun kelly

but if someone asks, it's kanye west

he's never heard a single song of kanye's

his favorite radio station on sirius xm is the pulse

he really likes sunflower and best friend by rex orange county, but those are the only ones

he gets chills everytime ben platt's 'imagine' comes on. don't ask why.

TATE LANGDON...ahs: murder house, 2011

(toot>tate)

INSANE CLOWN POSSE

but specifically my axe or boogie-woogie-woo tho

MOTHER/MOTHER

he doesn't mention liking them tho cause it's sorta out of place with everything else he likes

nirvana obvi

probably stevie nicks/fleetwood mac

the doors

THE FOUNDATIONS

build me up buttercup, specifically

crosby stills nash & young

eAGLES TOO

he loves the classic vinyl and classic rewind stations on sirius xm

WILD THING BY TROGGS

bLACK BETTY BY RAMJAM

bargain by who ofc ofc

sorry i'm just like a nerd for classic rock

KIT WALKER...ahs: asylum, 2012

the drifters, of course

i count the tears and there goes my baby

AIN'T TOO PROUD TO BEG WHILE HE'S COOKING!!? i could write a whole fic of kit dancing in the kitchen while he makes cookies

sea of love by phil phillips KAKDJED

KIT IS SO PURE

I LOVE HIM

def brandy (you're a fine girl) by looking glass

PUT YOUR HEAD ON MY SHOULDER

LONELY TEARDROPS AAAAAAAH

listens to elvis and jackie wilson

loves the 50s on 50 station

KYLE SPENCER...ahs: coven, 2013

TOTO

he's totally an 80's nerd but he's lowkey about it

that one song from matilda where it's like mmm m mm mmm

WHITNEY HOUSTON

need you tonight. TOTALLY.

SWEET CHILD OF MINE BY GUNS N ROSES

maybe the occasional nirvana song, but he prefers 80s pop

speaking of-

80S JAPANESE POP

STAY WITH ME BY MIKI MATSUBARA AAAA

it's the only title he can pronounce so that's the only song he says he likes <3

he did try to learn the japanese in the song, but he gave up

JIMMY DARLING...ahs: freakshow, 2014

(a lot of inspiration came from "vintage playlist but youre a teenager in love" by rainbeary on youtube)

imagine kit

we all totally know he loves love songs but don't tell him that

LOLLIPOP BY THE CORDETTES

he loves the ronnetes

BE MY BABY

he totally just dances around his caravan, 'we make 'em turn their heads every place we go, so won't you please be my, be my baby!!'

whenever i think of jimmy, soul kitchen comes STRAIGHT to mind. he would totally fuck someone to that

THE ARCHIES

HEY LOVER BY DAUGHTERS OF EVE ASHFFFDTHAT'S SO SOFT I LOVE IT- IMAGINE HIM PLAYING THAT WHILE EVERYONE EATS LUNCH IN THE GRASS BEHIND THE TENT ON THEIR DAY OFF

TEENAGER IN LOVE BY DION & THE BELMONTS OFC

PETER MAXIMOFF...xmen, 2014-19

a sucker for classic rock

sweet dreams (are made of this) obvi

QUEEN AND THE BEATLES

LOVE OF MY LIFE AND HERE COMES THE SUN AHSJDKF THAT'S SO SOFT

billy joel!!!

i love rock n roll by joan jett and the black hearts

BAD REPUTATION

the joker by the steve miller band!!

REM!! REM REM REM

LOVES FOREIGNER

THE ROLLING STONES

START ME UP SPECIFICALLY

JAMES PATRICK MARCH...ahs: hotel, 2015

he loves swing and big band!!

moonlight serenade by glenn miller and his orchestra

IN THE MOOD BY GLENN MILLER

loves glenn miller

it's been a long, long time

yk, that song that we all cry to?

he totally dances around with elizabeth to that song, just singing along all quiet, 'kiss me once, then kiss me twice, then kiss me once again.'

star dust by artie shaw and his orchestra

LET THE GOOD TIMES ROLL!

CHEEK TO CHEEK

'darling, did you know, ella's voice, according to ancient studies, is utterly perfect?'

can you tell i adore james

RORY MONAHAN...ahs: roanoke, 2016

totally has one of those spotify radio things

he loves 2000s pop

NELLY FURTADO, BLACK EYED PEAS, BRITNEY SPEARS, YOU NAME IT

he loves yellow by coldplay, though

'pARTAY IN THA USAAAY'

lady marmalade is his ANTHEM

he lives for salt n peppa

SHOOP AND WHATTA MAN

KAI ANDERSON...ahs: cult, 2017

he says he likes death metal and shit but he's a sucker for softies

yellow by coldplay, bubly by colbie caillat, and home by phillip phillips are his top three

he loves mac demarco and girl in red

CAVETOWN

888 specifically, ugh he loves it

BOYS WILL BE BUGS AND LEMON BOY

KAI. IS. LEMON. BOY.

he loves how the guitar comes in nearing the end, like it gets more intense

DAYGLOW

HOT ROD AND CAN I CALL YOU TONIGHT

he relates to hot rod way too much

ALEC BENJAMIN

HERE COMES THE SUN

ugh kai is a softie

#music #evan Peters #american horror story #ahs #tate langdon #luke Cooper #kit walker #kyle spencer #jimmy darling #peter maximoff #quicksilver #james patrick march #jpm #rory Monahan #kai anderson #SOFT KAI #KAI ANDERSON SOFT BABEY

[scorpionwins]

Alright everybody today we're losing it over 3 things:

Pastel Jughead

Northside Jughead being adopted by Fred

Jughead & his many lady friends

SO HERE'S THE THING- IM CRYING, JUST, - JUG. JUG ALWAYS WANTING TO WEAR PRETTY PASTEL THINGS BUT HE COULD NEVER BC IT WOULD MAKE FP LOOK BAD, THEN BC he doesn't want to put a burden on fp. From a painfully young age, he knew they weren't well off, so yes, hand me downs would suffice, no worries.

There's also that lingering, possessive fear digging through his hopes, that maybe it won't matter, that people won't care, but-

but then he remembers Kevin getting slammed for wearing lip gloss on the playground, or how Archie stopped writing his songs with glitter pens after some douchebag made fun of him.

Or how Jason loved playing dolls and match dresses with Cheryl until he was stopped. And he's just- there's gentle advisory to hide all of that, and so he does?

But then they grow up, and Riverdale, at least in some places, does too. So when Betty kindly offers him some clothes to try on, offers to teach him how to do make up, Val, Polly and Veronica fast on call, having their little fashion shows, it felt... free.

SO, ns jug and ss sweet pea who met through fangs, whom jug found battered up behind the movie theater and took him home to patch up, and it was infatuation at first sight.

Sweet Pea is bold and confident and makes gold feel lesser and he loves the blush preening, bashful but fervid across Jug's face, illuminating the freckles he's found himself counting more than once, and he says he'd like to see it more often.

So Friday. Jug better be ready.

And so - so Jug IS, invites Sweet Pea to his room until he goes to tame his brother Archie, his sister Cheryl (bc in a perfect world Fred adopted Cheryl ok don't tale that from me) and Papa, " protective cave people. You know."

And sweet pea just watches him, a ball of indigant fluffy bed hair, hopping down the stairs.

" You can't ruin this for me! This guy is so sweet and smart and cool, why aren't we talking about Archie's unrelenting habbit of bringing a new girl over every week. I don't want to shame anyone but its really mean I'm the only one targeted!" And he snorts.

This dork will make such a good boyfriend, yes, he can already see it, boyfriend to husband to maybe possibly father of his children.

But he's not thinking too fast. No.

It's just- Jug is a good boy, starry eyed bright, sea water calming and tranquil, makes you want to drown, and sweet pea would. He doesn't know how something that pure goes hand in hand with all the dark he's wearing. A dark he doesn't even enjoy, by the look on his face.

But then. Then sweet pea sees. Pretty pink clothes, shirts and sweaters and skirts, pastel everything, some on the bed, some on the bean bag, and his insides freeze over. They look awfully close in resemblance with the other ball of pastel, sunlight forrest green that creep him out. And Sweet Pea assumes the worst.

Just- Jug coming back, excited, saying that he actually convinced Fred to let him ride on a motorcycle, but sees the dark on sweet pea 's face, watches fingers casually tear his pretty fabrics apart, then fling it at jug and jug- he's he's so upset, water pooling around his eyes, " w- why?"

" why? Cause you're fucking disgusting. THIS is disgusting," gesturing to the mess and rags of Jug's precious things, sliced by a talented blade, precise, masterful, gleeful. " God, I'm so glad I didn't let you touch me. You've got to be one of the sickest fuckers I've ever met. WHY would you bring me here, knowing I'd find out?"

Lips trembling, shaking like fluttering petals blew by wind, Jug, shame eaten, mortification boiling him from the inside out, " I- I didn't think you'd- you'd care."

There's betrayel, soft but noticeable, because he TRUSTED sweet pea, trusted Fangs' promises of their youthful viewpoints, how they're progressive even with their slightly traditional tracks.

Sweet Pea, floored, scoffs, like Jug is spewing some of the most offensive words he's heard in a lifetime, and shakes his head. " Northsiders are something else. Crazy fuckers, the lot of you. Dont look for me, or that pretty face of yours won't stay pretty for long"

He carries that bravado with him out the door, but as soon as he reaches his truck, Sweet Pea cries, you know he does, because there goes his heart, broke open by another northsider with too much time on their hands and not enough life in their hearts.

Meanwhile, Jug is cleaning his room, sobbing quietly, because the boy he likes hates his pretty clothes and thinks Jug is disgusting.

there's nothing Cheryl does better than revenge.

She watches Jug, shoulder to shoulder with a paired of concerned amber eyes, angry, wrathful, as her baby brother gently packs the clothes into a bag, shoulders trembling as if he's carrying so much weight on them Atlas would bow.

Watches him, head down, little trash bag filled with the same things that nerd was so bright eyed with excitement at just a few months ago, and knocks on Betty's door.

He apologizes, Cheryl knows, because of the loving, fond crease between Betty's brow, when Jug would apologize for seemingly nothing and shed say "why"? With her face alone.

She spots the blankness taking over as she opens that bag, slowly, eyes not changing once her and Cheryl lock eyes.

" Fetch my phone, Archie. This is a Code Red."

So here Jug is, under his fluffy blankets, cuddlin and hugging FP's serpent jacket, hoping a gentle hand would materialize out of thin air and brush through his tangle of curls.

When suddenly, it's yanked, and he makes a sad sound of dejection, upset because he wants to SNUGGLE and forget that he's but a mere goldfish in this bitch of a world but surprise surprise, lady friends.

Lady friends holding hair brushes and cosmetics, clothes of all kinds, all comforting, mischievous storms.

Jug whines, low in his throat, uses the leathers as shield. The bed shifts under multiple weights, but he can recognize them all- the soft, private gentleness Cheryl secures only for him, now more tender than ever through his curls.

Betty's ginger squeezes around his thigh, Val, feline agility, perfect grace snuggling around him.

Ethel's timid but strong pat on his shoulder, accompanied by Ronnie's playful tickle to his sides, sending him in a shriek that he needed. They're all there, all pieces of his heart that he'll never forget. " wh- what are we doing?"

" Revenge, dear hobo. Revenge. You know the best way to get it?"

" ...Success?"

" yes. And the best way to kill?" When he doesn't responded, Cheryl's eyes thunder. " Beauty."

#jughead jones #basically jughead jones being feminine to flip the bird to toxic masculinity #i love soft jughead to heck with u guys #riverdale #sweet pea #jugpea #chughead #archie andrews #veronica lodge #betty cooper #valerie brown #fangs fogarty #jeronica #bughead #ethel muggs #cheryl blossom #polly cooper #headcanons #writing #ramblings #text post #text #angst #sweet pea fucks up but don't worry the misunderstandings get resolved #fluff

[flourgirl]

When The Party’s Over

Part II to “Even If It’s a Lie”

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader, Peter Parker x Gwen Stacy, Harry Osborn x Reader

Summary: The closer that Peter gets to Gwen, the more he realizes how irreplaceable you are to him.

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: A few curse words here and there.

A/N: There’s going to be a third and final part to this story, so if you’d like to be tagged in it, please shoot me an ask or a reply and I’ll gladly add you to the tag list. Hope you guys enjoy this new part and happy reading :-)

“Counted all my mistakes and there's only one Standing out from the list of the things I've done All the rest of my crimes don't come close To the look on your face when I let you go” -Where Do Broken Hearts Go, One Direction

It had been 17 days since you had last seen Peter and all you could do was sit in your favorite coffee shop and stare at all the muffins in the case. Peter loved muffins. His favorite flavor was banana nut, and usually the two of you would jam out to all of your favorite songs while you waited for them to come out of the oven.

“Y/N,” Betty said, snapping you out of your daze, “Are you alright? You’ve been staring at the pastries for, like, five minutes.”

MJ put down whatever book she had decided to read this week. “Yeah, if you want one, go for it. You deserve it. Here, I’ll pay.” 

She reached into her pocket and pulled out a wadded up $10 bill, dropping it onto the table in front of you, and returned to her book.

“You could get a slice of cheesecake,” Betty suggested. “I know how much you like the raspberry one from here.”

But all you could think about was how you wished Peter loved you the way that he loved those stupid banana nut muffins.

“I’m not hungry,” you muttered, crossing your arms and closing your eyes to take in the soft jazz music that was playing alongside the chatter of the café. “But I’m keeping the ten bucks.”

“Maybe it would help take your mind off of things if you met someone new,” MJ suggested without even looking up at you. It was honestly amazing how she could carry on a conversation while still being so engrossed in her book.

“Yeah, Y/N,” Betty agreed, “You’re so smart, and pretty, and you made all of the baked goods currently taking up lots of precious space in our kitchen.”

“You’re a stress baker,” MJ added. She was right. Over the past two and a half weeks since that night, you had baked three cakes, four pies, and seven different kinds of bread. Maybe tonight wasn’t the night you tried out the new focaccia recipe you had been eyeing.

“I don’t know, guys,” you said, slinking further down into your chair. “I just don’t think I’m ready for that sort of thing.”

“That’s okay,” Betty reassured you. “Take all the time you need. But we’re here for you, Y/N.”

And that’s how the rest of that day went. Lots of suggestions on ways to stop thinking about Peter and you shooting them down. No matter how Betty and MJ tried to make you feel better, your mind was stuck on the nine voicemails and thirty-two texts he had sent you saying how he was sorry for whatever he did and how he just wanted things to be normal again.

Except you didn’t want normal. You wanted him. You wanted his bad puns and the way his sweaters smelled when he let you borrow one. And the worst part was, he didn’t even know what he did wrong. He didn’t know that he had broken your heart.

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It wasn’t like Peter didn’t like Gwen. She was outgoing and confident, and he liked how it felt like she was always the center of attention. People wanted to talk to her, or sit next to her, or even have her know that they existed.

But she wasn’t anything like you, and the more time that Peter spent with her, the more apparent that became. She didn’t rant about reality TV or get so overwhelmed during public speaking assignments that the only way she could calm down was with a hug from him. In many ways, she was perfect. Except for the fact that she wasn’t you.

“We’re still on for Flash’s party on Saturday, right?” Gwen asked as she walked with Peter out of the lecture hall where they learned about vascular mechanics.

Honestly, Peter hadn’t even remembered that she had asked him to go to that until she brought it up just now. He was too stressed out wondering whether or not you’d ever speak to him again. 

But what did he do to make you upset? He had promised that if you wanted to leave the party, you could tell him and the two of you would go. Except you never said anything. You just got up and left, without even saying goodbye. You hated him and it killed him to not know why.

Despite this, he wanted to be the good guy and not disappoint any more people, and so he took Gwen’s hand in his and said, “Yeah, definitely. I’ll be there.”

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If someone had told you that you’d run into Harry Osborn in the middle of Arthur Avenue, you’d say they were crazy. And if that same someone said that you’d ask him on a date, they’d be even crazier. But somehow, some way, that’s exactly what happened.

You were on the way to interview a third-generation restaurant owner for your Italian class. You had never been very good at foreign languages, but you would use any excuse to take a trip to Little Italy. The nervous knots in your stomach from the possibility that they would only speak in a dialect that you couldn’t understand was worth it, because this little nook of the city was home to the best arancini in all of America.

To be honest, it seemed unbelievable that he’d be there, at that exact time, in that exact place to where you’d run right into him. You had been too busy reviewing the notes you had taken during the interview to see that you were on a direct path towards face planting into his torso.

“Fuck,” you grumbled, staring down at your notes scattered on the sidewalk at your feet. The guy you had just ran into kneeled down to gather them into a neat stack, handing them back to you.

“Y/N?” he asked, which caught you off guard. Who the hell was this? It wasn’t until you stared at his face for a few seconds that you recognized him. That guy that Gwen was with at the party. He looked a lot different in his button down and khakis compared to the sweatshirt and baseball cap he had on when you had first met him.

“Uh, hi. You’re Gwen’s friend, right? Henry.” You knew his name. You just didn’t plan on letting that you knew it.

“Yeah, but it’s Harry. Sorry about that, by the way. So, anyway, what brings you all the way down to Little Italy? It’s pretty far from campus,” he told you, as if you didn’t know that. I mean, you had walked all the way here, hadn’t you?

You shrugged, looking away from him. “I guess I could ask you the same thing.”

It was the first time in a while that someone wasn’t fawning over him just because he was rich. Honestly, it was really refreshing. “I asked first,” he noted, mimicking your crossed arms with a smirk.

Who does this guy think he is? 

“Listen,” you sighed. “I really don’t have time for this. I need to get back to my apartment and finish up writing this essay that’s due at midnight.”

“So you’re taking Italian, I presume?” he asked, it suddenly becoming quite clear as to what you were doing on the other side of the city.

“Yeah. And let me guess, you were eating brunch at some fancy, expensive restaurant that your dad owns, drinking some $100 bottle of wine while some nerd you pay does your homework, huh?”

“No,” he laughed. “I was helping put together Thanksgiving dinner baskets for underprivileged families down at the soup kitchen.”

It was only then that you noticed how annoyingly handsome he was. Essentially, he was the male version of Gwen. Same blonde hair and preppy style that just screamed “I have a trust fund.”

“Of course. What, did you need a good photo op ever since the Daily Bugle ran that issue where they called you a spoiled playboy who loves to party?”

You had no intentions of entertaining him, especially since he was a friend of Gwen’s. The girl that had kissed Peter right in front of you, and pretended like she couldn’t remember your name. The girl that Peter was probably with right now.

“I’m not going to pretend like that wasn’t part of it, but believe it or not, I’m not actually as big of a selfish asshole as the papers make me out to be.”

You rolled your eyes. “Sure, I can tell by the cashmere sweater vest and leather loafers that you’re wearing that you’re so down to earth.”

There was an awkward silence, and Harry decided to change the subject before he pissed you off even more. But what he chose to mention next was the one thing on the planet that you didn’t want to talk about.

“So, uh, I guess your friend Peter is with Gwen now,” he started, which had somehow managed to make you dislike him even more than you already did. Sure, there was no way for him to know how you felt about the whole situation, but it still pained you to think about how you had become an afterthought to who you thought was the guy who would always have your back.

You blinked back at him, frowning. “Yeah, I guess so,” you muttered. And then there was another awkward silence.

“Well, I’ll let you go now. It’s obvious I’m taking up some very precious time in your day,” he said, offering a weak smile. “Maybe we’ll see each other around campus.” 

It suddenly dawned on you that you might have been just a little too hard on him. He seemed nice enough, even if you weren’t a big fan of the company he kept. Before you could even really think about it, you called out, “Wait!” and walked over to meet him when he had turned around.

“I’m sorry,” you admitted, nervously toying with the hem of your sweater. “I’m just in a really bad mood.”

“It’s fine,” he reassured you, although he wasn’t quite as confident as when the two of you had started your conversation. “We all have bad days. I hope yours gets better.”

“It could, if you’d let me buy you a coffee,” you said, genuinely smiling for the first time in a while. Sure, it was nice to think that Peter would probably be upset once he heard that you had asked someone out and he knew nothing about it, but a small part of you was asking just because Harry Osborn seemed like the kind of guy you’d like to have around.

“Sure,” he answered back, running a hand through his hair, which seemed to be in a perpetually perfect messy-but-not-too-messy state. “Have you ever been to Hungry Ghost in Brooklyn?”

Your eyes lit up. “That’s actually my favorite café! They have this really awesome grand piano in the middle of the room, and every Friday they have an open mic where anybody can sign up to play it.”

Your enthusiasm honestly surprised you. It was nice to have something to talk about that didn’t somehow involve Peter.

“Actually, I’m signed up to play tomorrow night,” Harry told you, “Do you like jazz?”

It almost seemed too good to be true. You loved jazz. “Definitely,” you confirmed, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Alright, cool. Let’s make a deal. I’ll let you buy me a coffee if you come watch me play tomorrow night.”

“Deal,” you agreed, before turning back towards your apartment, all giddy with excitement to tell MJ and Betty about what had just happened.

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“You probably didn’t know this, but Y/N’s been hanging out with Harry Osborn,” Ned said, walking into the common room wearing his “special” Hawaiian shirt, which Peter knew meant he was going someplace fancy. “They’re kind of dating.”

Peter looked up immediately from his linear algebra homework. He had an uneasy feeling in his stomach about what Ned had just revealed, but he didn’t know why. He was with Gwen, and if you wanted to date Harry Osborn, then you could. But still, he found himself being just a little bit jealous that some other guy was filling in for him.

“Oh,” Peter said, looking back down at his homework. He couldn’t focus anymore, so he just shut the notebook and threw it from where he was sitting on the top bunk onto his desk. “How long has that been going on?”

“Two days now, but they’ve been spending every minute together since. Betty said that they bumped into each other on the street and she just asked him on a date out of nowhere,” he replied, tying his shoes to go meet his girlfriend for date night. “I just thought I’d let you know, in case you saw them when you were out and got mad at me for keeping it from you.”

“Thanks, dude,” Peter sighed, lying on his back, “You’re a good friend.”

“I know. Anytime, man. Now I gotta go. M’lady awaits,” he said. Peter didn’t even have to look to know that his roommate had just tipped his imaginary fedora.

Harry Osborn wasn’t even your type, Peter thought. You didn’t like guys as “pretty” as him, and you had always been more into brown eyes, not blue. So what was the appeal? His trust fund? Peter knew that you weren’t that shallow. It was just that, well, he couldn’t imagine you falling for someone like that.

You’re with Gwen, Peter kept reminding himself. So many guys would kill to be in your place. It wasn’t until he checked the time that he realized that he was actually about 20 minutes late to meeting her for the party. The stupid party at Flash Thompson’s tacky apartment that he didn’t even want to go to in the first place.

It was an understatement to say that Gwen was pissed when Peter knocked on her front door over half an hour late to the time they had agreed upon.

“What took you so long? I’ve been waiting,” she complained, smoothing out her sparkly silver dress that caught the light just right when she moved.

“I’m sorry,” Peter sighed, grabbing her hand as they walked down the street. “Uh, I guess I just lost track of time.”

“Whatever,” Gwen said, “Just don’t let it happen again.”

When they finally arrived at the party, the bowls of potato chips and mini pretzels were nearly empty. The floor was sticky, and Old Town Road boomed from the speakers in the living room. 

“I’m gonna go get a drink,” Peter told Gwen, leaving her to greet all of her friends that had been waiting for her to show up. 

As Peter wandered towards the keg, he couldn’t stop thinking about you and Harry, and all the things that he didn’t know about your newfound relationship with some guy you had just met. He still didn’t know why he was so upset about it. He should be happy you had found someone you liked. In high school, all you ever talked about was finding the perfect guy, and if that was Harry Osborn, who was Peter to make a fuss about it?

But that didn’t stop Peter from filling up his plastic cup more times than he should’ve that night. It wasn’t until he was being dragged back to his dorm room by Gwen after puking on Flash’s couch that he realized what was wrong. He wanted to be that guy. The one who got to hold your hand and cuddle with you during scary movies. The one that got to love you and be loved by you.

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#peter parker x reader #peter parker x gwen stacy #harry osborn x reader #peter parker fluff #peter parker angst #peter parker imagine #peter parker oneshot #peter parker fanfiction #spiderman #mcu

[comradekatara]

if placed in a contemporary setting what are their actual aesthetics?

aang: the thing about aang is, he may be a monk, but he’s not one of those lame monks who wouldn’t throw underground raves or “literally commit ecoterrorism;” he’s, like, a cool monk, y’know? as a [modern] kid, aang is just one of those children who radiates pure sunshine and is never not wearing shorts, as if to emphasize Yes I Am Little Boy, And Aren’t I Just Adorable? as an adult, aang smokes weed and goes to a lot of really weird parties, but he’s not an obnoxious stoner or party boy (jet, on the other hand...); his aesthetic is still that perfect angel sunshine boy, who wears homemade jewelry and volunteers at children’s hospitals, but just like. taller! 

katara: as a feminine jock, katara’s aesthetic is kinda all over the place, but she absolutely makes it work. her fashion goals at all times are to look cute, but in a way that says “don’t fuck with me.” her hair must always look perfect at all times, or she may as well just not leave the house at all that day. same goes for her lucky white sneakers, which are her prized possession right after her mother’s necklace. she has an equal love for the beach (surfing, snorkeling, lounging around eating ice cream) as she does for the snow (ice hockey, snowboarding, pelting sokka with snowballs). she crafts a lot of handmade jewelry with aang and kanna. she’s really into watercolor paintings, but also has a fascination with romantic-era paintings of ships on tempestuous seas.

sokka: his aesthetic can best be defined as “grunge nerd.” he’s a nerd, but he’s not, like, preppy about it. he plays sports, but he’s not a jock. no, he mostly just dresses like he’s given up on life (but, to be clear, in a hot way) because he is simultaneously the most and least ambitious person in the world. he wears big flannel shirts (usually stolen from suki) over graphic tees with awful math & science puns on them, because his friends love buying him shirts with math & science puns on them. he’s really into images of space, and has a poster of uranus (his favorite planet due to her unusual axial tilt, pretty color, and general mysterious vibe) hanging on his wall, but when he sees people with posters of, say, einstein in their room, he cringes. 

toph: bugs and dirt and mud and worms! toph’s aesthetic can be summed up as “swamp hag.” she likes wearing big cargo shorts and big ol dyke boots, but otherwise doesn’t really give a shit about her wardrobe, honestly. she wears a lot of graphic tees that are so tacky sokka doesn’t even have the heart to wear them ironically. but ugly clothing is actually toph’s fashion statement so she loves them. she loves going to the park and digging around for bugs or cool rocks or strange fungi. she’s actually the one who initially got sokka into mushroom foraging. katara wonders whether toph since regrets this, since sokka now fancies himself a Mycologist. toph, in fact, does not. 

suki: she could easily be placed into hbo’s betty, a chill stoner skater girl who radiates distinctly bisexual vibes. she wears socks with birkenstocks, lots of flannel, crop tops, big sweatpants, snapbacks... she owns (and possibly lives in???) a pick-up truck that is her baby. girls are always leaving shit in there that suki never actually returns to them; instead, she collects them like a dragon with her hoard. she plays bass and is obsessed with music, especially of the “cool bi girl” variety. she teaches martial arts to young girls, and she plays all kinds of sports. no one knows where she came from; people like to say she was raised by wolves, and she’s done nothing to dispel that theory. 

zuko: he is very Romantic by nature, particularly the “tuberculosis chic” strain of Romanticism that distinctly keatsian, but he really loves kafka, who is his sadboy role model. he thinks that suffering is a virtue, or at least that’s what he tells himself, because he is constantly suffering, and since he has found no way out, he instead must learn to cope with this. so he tells himself that he must be a good person because he is constantly miserable, which is extremely misguided, but in fairness, quite understandable. as for how he presents himself, he is not emo or goth or even punk, but in fact what one might call “soft prep,” which is to say big sweaters and being really into classics (especially latin; he loves the aeneid). he channels his anger through listening to mitski and fiona apple alone in his room, and going to protests with katara (which is to say, far more productively than arson. thank god for that).  

mai: i hate to use the term “dark academia” for obvious reasons, but mai truly is one of those peacoat bitches who always looks casually classy in a distinctly “new yorker” way, and she is, in fact, drawn to the gothic. this isn’t to say that she’s goth, because that would imply putting in effort to identify with a subculture, and mai’s whole thing is detachment, but she does have a particular taste in architecture and literature, and it involves a celebration of death and the macabre. that said, her primary interest is in the sciences, and among this particular community of nerds, she is considered very cool and mysterious and even fashionable, despite the fact that she has never put thought into any of her outfits other than occasionally painting her nails black when she’s bored. she secretly wishes she could pull off sokka’s terrible graphic tees. 

ty lee: like katara, ty lee is also a feminine jock, but she expresses this identity completely differently. she knows she could easily come off as threatening and weird (like mai and azula do) but the thought of being disliked scares her so she really leans into a performance of being as non-threatening and adorable as possible. her clothes are always comfortable and soft, but pastel and cute. she wears just enough makeup to highlight her natural beauty, but not enough that it’s intimidating. she tries really hard to seem like she doesn’t care as much as she does. she perfectly performs the aesthetics of normalcy, but in reality, she is anything but. 

azula: she is distinctly not cool, and in fact, could best be described as “true prep.” she has been known to wear blazers to school. she always insists on looking clean and professional. growing up, it was polo shirts or tucked in white button downs, and as an adult, she’s rarely if ever spotted wearing anything other than one of her signature Power Suits. (the fact that sokka and suki dress like “hippie slobs” and yet are still more successful than she is enrages her.) she is a fan of sleek, black & white minimalism that leaves no room for error, and any kind of clutter or artistic expression is a weakness. one time zuko saw her leave an empty mug on the table and he immediately called mai to be like “i think azula’s dying????” 

#s/o to anyone who spotted my elif batuman reference #the gaang and #modern au #asks #missastraea

[baekhvuns]

I finally got fluffy San back, he looked so cute with his hair down :"( and Seonghwa doing the Spiderman pose during the fan sign, plsss fucking nerd gonna kiss his forehead if he doesn't stop. Just a DILF professor Mingi and his son

https://twitter.com/princechoisan/status/1522298616538439680?t=_gXTXq4Mao6HwtmjhLLV-Q&s=19

Also, Hwa pls NOOOOO: https://twitter.com/holyseonghwa/status/1522308376813834240?t=ozeIi5Z7DtNeFADrmHIosg&s=19 Just search your name on twt and you'll see it all 💀

Omfg at first I thought your pcs were of Ateez only, but I zoomed in and Mr Kai???

Perhaps that girl is a Shinestar idk, thankfully I rarely comment and try to keep it civil, lmao but it's so funny what a reunion. I feel bad for parents with demonic children cause you can tell some of them are trying yet the kids are just evil... but many just don't give a fuck CAUSE THEY'RE KIDS LET THEM HAVE FUN, well Melissa your kid is throwing M&Ms at everyone...yeah that happened actually, one kid hit my glasses and I almost unleashed hell. It was yeeeeeears ago when I worked in a store. Also some kids would steal sweets, actually if they asked I would give them some (we weren't supposed to do that, but I didn't care for that job anyways) but if they stole and left the wrappers for us to clean 🔫🔫🔫🔫 and some parents thought it was acceptable. Hell adults did the same shit and sometimes I would chase after them with the wrappers to call them out or sneak up on them while they were consuming and be like "enjoying your stolen treat?" they thought they were being subtle. I didn't give a shit about them stealing from the shop I just didn't want to collect their rubbish and seeing them go 👁👄👁 was always funny as hell, good times!

I can't eat kinder surprise chocolate now though I miss it :((( also the toys nowadays are pretty shitty from what I've seen same with Happy Meals, wtf the quality went 📉📉📉📉 *boomer mode on* back in my days we got cool collections like elephants, vampires, aliens, hippos, cats, crocodiles... (the fact I searched for them and it said VINTAGE 90S TOYS made me feel so old wtf 🤧 they were sold in the early 00s as well wdym 🤚🏻)

https://www.ebay.com/itm/252318507984?_ul=MX - Another proof I was obsessed with collecting stuff from the start. Did you have Bratz or other dolls too? And are you familiar with those skinny bitches from McDonald's lolol sorry for the ancient looking photo, they were called Betty Spaghetty

https://i.ebayimg.com/images/g/DdMAAOSw-mdetCar/s-l300.jpg

And the doggos: https://pbs.twimg.com/media/EwpcxqIWEAAm8w0?format=jpg&name=small

Fun fact I left the Husky one at the airport in Rome 😢 but then I found out that my cousin switched our Huskies cause hers was a bit damaged (I didn't realise lmao) so I eventually took hers (well mine) as a revenge. She thought it got lost 🤭

The speshol came from this jsushwhahbdshaj https://youtube.com/shorts/UITdXUUEsQI?feature=share

WE ARE NOT ROOTING FOR YOU omg nooo 💔💔💔 but tbh what's with people creating boring leads... I mean some deserve better they're plain, but just like people irl so it's kinda hypocritical to call them uninteresting while most people are this way. But some characters are just... they're just there and all attention is supposed to be on them, but even their dog is more interesting and relatable. Some Y/N's are the same way, I don't need to relate to them 100%, but omfg make them bearable at least!

BM is not exactly a murder and crime mystery, I mean there's murder, crime and mysteries 😂 but it's about dystopian worlds basically, the consequences of technology, lots of angst - pretty mind fucking stuff. - DV 💖

hi!!!

I finally got fluffy San back, he looked so cute with his hair down :"( and Seonghwa doing the Spiderman pose during the fan sign, plsss fucking nerd gonna kiss his forehead if he doesn't stop. Just a DILF professor Mingi and his son https://mobile.twitter.com/princechoisan/status/1522298616538439680?t=_gXTXq4Mao6HwtmjhLLV-Q&s=19

HE RLY DID !!! like yellow whipped cream 😭😭😭 LMFAOOOO IM FIRST GET IN LIKE 🔫 pls…not dilf mingi pls pls 🤚🏼😭

Also, Hwa pls NOOOOO: https://twitter.com/holyseonghwa/status/1522308376813834240?t=ozeIi5Z7DtNeFADrmHIosg&s=19 Just search your name on twt and you'll see it all 💀

LMFAOOOO PLS IF HE EVER HAD THAT ABILITY IT WOULD BE SO EMBARRASSING WHEN HE FINDS HOW HORNY SHINESTARS ARE 😭😭😭😭 no fr search ur name bro

Omfg at first I thought your pcs were of Ateez only, but I zoomed in and Mr Kai???

mr kai runs this body <3 kind of strange that ik exo since debut yet have two albums from them and ik ateez for more than half their time and have their entire discography 😀

Perhaps that girl is a Shinestar idk, thankfully I rarely comment and try to keep it civil, lmao but it's so funny what a reunion. I feel bad for parents with demonic children cause you can tell some of them are trying yet the kids are just evil... but many just don't give a fuck CAUSE THEY'RE KIDS LET THEM HAVE FUN, well Melissa your kid is throwing M&Ms at everyone...yeah that happened actually, one kid hit my glasses and I almost unleashed hell. It was yeeeeeears ago when I worked in a store. Also some kids would steal sweets, actually if they asked I would give them some (we weren't supposed to do that, but I didn't care for that job anyways) but if they stole and left the wrappers for us to clean 🔫🔫🔫🔫 and some parents thought it was acceptable. Hell adults did the same shit and sometimes I would chase after them with the wrappers to call them out or sneak up on them while they were consuming and be like "enjoying your stolen treat?" they thought they were being subtle. I didn't give a shit about them stealing from the shop I just didn't want to collect their rubbish and seeing them go 👁👄👁 was always funny as hell, good times!

AS I WAS WRITING THIS THERES KIDS 😭 A GROUP OF KIDS OUTSIDE SCREAMING AND RUNNING AND u know those noise making things u get for birthdays?? the one u blow in and it goes “eeeee” …..that’s what’s been going on it’s BEEN HOURS IM CRYING GENUINELY THERES TEARS IN MY WYES FHWJDHWKFKLW THE AMT OF TIMES I WENT TO THE WINDOW TO GIVE THEM A GLARE BUT THEIR MOTHERS WINT EGEN STOP THEM IMSCRCEKAJMG,,,,

LMFAOOOO 😭😭😭😭 FBWKDH U DDINT CARE IF THEY STOLE BUT IF THEY THREW WRAPPERS LMFAOOO 😭😭😭😭😭 it’s on site, one of my friends worked at walmart, he saw someone steal bananas and never reported bc he said “im not paid enough too” 😭😭😭

I can't eat kinder surprise chocolate now though I miss it :((( also the toys nowadays are pretty shitty from what I've seen same with Happy Meals, wtf the quality went 📉📉📉📉 *boomer mode on* back in my days we got cool collections like elephants, vampires, aliens, hippos, cats, crocodiles... (the fact I searched for them and it said VINTAGE 90S TOYS made me feel so old wtf 🤧 they were sold in the early 00s as well wdym 🤚🏻

OH NAURRR 😭😭😭 no fr happy meals r so changed now and for what ?????? LMFAOOOO NOT VINTAGE 😭😭😭😭😭

do u rmr the 2010 shrek happy meals??? i had this shrek himself https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=LOzL3G94TR4

https://www.ebay.com/itm/252318507984?_ul=MX - Another proof I was obsessed with collecting stuff from the start. Did you have Bratz or other dolls too? And are you familiar with those skinny bitches from McDonald's lolol sorry for the ancient looking photo, they were called Betty Spaghetty

BDMWBDKW I DID!!! i had a 2008 yasmin or sasha doll,,,, idk which out of the two but i had one of those and the way i was so obsessed fbwhdhd SKINNY BITCHES 😭😭😭 LMFAOOO BETTY SPAGHETTY I DO I RMR 😭😭😭

omg do u rmr this doll https://www.worthpoint.com/worthopedia/barbie-barbie-love-doll-taffy-dog-1916951645 i have this exact one with me rn, hair chopped and highlighted with a highlighter 😭😭😭😭

Fun fact I left the Husky one at the airport in Rome 😢 but then I found out that my cousin switched our Huskies cause hers was a bit damaged (I didn't realise lmao) so I eventually took hers (well mine) as a revenge. She thought it got lost 🤭

The speshol came from this jsushwhahbdshaj https://youtube.com/shorts/UITdXUUEsQI?feature=share

LMFAOOOO PLS 😭😭😭😭 THEYRE SO FUNNY 😭😭

WE ARE NOT ROOTING FOR YOU omg nooo 💔💔💔 but tbh what's with people creating boring leads... I mean some deserve better they're plain, but just like people irl so it's kinda hypocritical to call them uninteresting while most people are this way. But some characters are just... they're just there and all attention is supposed to be on them, but even their dog is more interesting and relatable. Some Y/N's are the same way, I don't need to relate to them 100%, but omfg make them bearable at least!

no that’s so true, so true so true 1000% like main characters r supposed to have an oomph but also be like normal ppl u know?? YEAH MAKE THEM BAREABLE 😭😭 like those older kdrama girlies have more personality than the new ones 🔫

BM is not exactly a murder and crime mystery, I mean there's murder, crime and mysteries 😂 but it's about dystopian worlds basically, the consequences of technology, lots of angst - pretty mind fucking stuff. - DV 💖

OHHHHHH DYSTOPIAN 👁👄👁

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

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Feliks Barnes The Cat

- Bucky Barnes & Stark!reader

anonymous to linkcoln ; hi, you're an very amazing writer! also i love your humor when we talked on Instagram especially your sarcasm! i was kindly requesting an Bucky Barnes and Stark Reader they're like friends? i know it wasn't in your blog but hopefully you'll do it love u linkcoln <33 :3

Pairing(s) ; Bucky Barnes , Stark!Reader

warning(s) ; None , Fluff

Author's Note ; the sweetest thing ive ever read, thank you sam for your requests! and also i do love your humor too as well <33

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unexpectedly you discovered a black stray cat this morning, well you couldn't help but to help it out because as you gave him a treat everyday ad you walked pass by his trash can home he never stop following you.

as you went down into the avengers facility to show your dad what you got for him to take care (hopefully), he kept pressing his cute little fury head into your chest—you couldn't take it its adorable even tho he kinda smell something a little bit

as you walked inside the facility surprisingly pepper caught you up—

" oh hey there (y/n) "

" hey pep.. "

—it seems pepper noticed the black cat you were holding like a baby that you've owned

" we have a visitor here, what's this little one's name? "

what a relief, she likes the cute little black stray cat—you smiled of how aww pepper was into the black cat you've bring home

" yeah, i don't have a name yet "

" just don't name it after a bad word like your dad did Ten years ago "

—she was basically talking about your hamster, Candice basically (can dis nutz fit in your mouth)

" right "

you chuckle trying to hide the fact remembering that Tony accidentally hitting Candice with an broomstick after thinking it was a big fat rat, couldn't forget that it was literally smooth like a cake that have been step on

" anyways gotta go now because i gotta' fix something in the stark tower see you.. "

said both of goodbyes and continue to do yall business(es)—walking in the kitchen smiles from your friends or mostly family to you greet you up

" who's that cute little thing there? "

asked by your cool mother like person, Natasha Romanoff

" uh yeah, he doesn't have a name yet.. "

" the last time you did get a pet was ten years ago which didn't go very well "

oh, it's fury ghod the bald man is here again — you thought

" well, yeah—but I'll make sure he's in a good hands now.., "

" hopefully "

thor, the mighty god chuckle

" aren't you allergic to cats— (y/n) stark? "

shit it's your dad, Tony fuck he's probably going to throw that cat away—he really wasn't a animal person unless when it comes to you are pepper tell him to just bear

" umm, no—me and Betty just discovered this cat a few weeks ago and it never stop following me "

" but that doesn't mean you nerd to bring it here—like here,"

Tony said pointing at the marbled floor—every single time he does this and to be honest it's annoying

" ill take care of it okay dad, you don't need to give attention to his—he's just gonna be in my room "

" please dad, i promise this not gonna turned out like what happened to candi—to my hamster before "

Tony didn't got a choice with those pleading eyes his weak, since you were his world after him and your mother divorced he couldn't help but give up to say yes to his first child

" fine! expect you must locked your promise— (y/n) stark "

" Yeah! crossed my heart till death! "

you yelled excitedly as you ran at the elevator pressing some buttons so it would bring it up to your room—you were extremely happy, you wanted this since you were a kid and yet it finally happens

( time skip )

it's early morning like—2 : 47 am and yet you can't sleep due to your cat kept rolling around in your bed as if it was asking for something, food (nope) attention (nope) cuddling (extremely nope)

the first week of him in the facility was hard, it's like taking care of a kid, you didn't like a kid at the first place but no choice

you decided to take your cat outside who's name was still unknown—you sat on the couch freely opening the window making the cold wind enter the living room, making yourself comfortable and your cat which was on your lap a stepping sounds interrupted you— bucky?

an weird eye contact both of you did, unexpectedly it breaks because of your cat mewling for attention, you have him a weak smile and yet he did just look at you

" is there something wrong? "

—off that you just really need to break the silence and the awkwardness inside the room

" no.. i can't sleep, so you are? "

" not really, to be honest im tired it's just because this cutie here kept mewling "

you chuckle silently as you pet the cats head—bucky sitting on a single person couch resting his whole body in

" i think he needs a lot of attention, or mostly called parent love "

you were kinda shock of what he said like, Bucky Barnes knowing about cats—unbelievable

" parents love? "

" not really maybe belly rub with love "

he said as he make a "swiss-swiss" sound making the cat way into his putting it on his lap—it was honestly impressive even tho he looked like he came from a mancave or something

he lay the cat on its back as he rub its belly along with some humming unexpectedly the cat murmurs into bucky soft touch with its flesh

" wow, impressive,"

you chuckle quietly, into the facts just looking at both of them an names hit your head like a bee insert in your ear hole—FELIKS BARNES

" feliks.. barnes "

you mumble making bucks attention into you raising an eye brow

" feliks and my last name... why? "

" feliks in russian stands for lucky, and your last Name... maybe because feliks like you "

bucky's heart was overwhelmed—he felt happiness into his heart, if he could tear up he literally making a pool, he couldn't believe that he felt this—it wasn't really a big thing for others to be honest but he is definitely happy

" as if im the father "

he joked making you mumble a laugh—after that night you and bucky became nearly closed friends and sometimes cat sharing of course not only for both of you but with the other people in the house including your dad who almost spend his riches with your pet.

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Author's Last note — TBH I FIND THIS REALLY CUTE HOPEFULLY YOU TOO SAM <3

#bucky barnes #bucky fanfic #fatws bucky #steve x bucky #stucky #tony stark #natasha romonova #steve rogers #clint barton #nick fury #betty brant #tfaws #sam wilson #the falcon and the snowman #the falcon and the winter solider spoilers #fluffy #james bucky barnes #hail hydra #smutty #smut time

[oh-boy-me]

Demon Outfits Discussed

The wait is over :) thank you for your patience and all the lovely comments on the casual discussion!!

I feel like it got longer this time, so I hope it’s all an enjoyable read!  Also, I apologize for the ugly pictures--it was the easiest and fastest way to both have all the design in one image and also prevent it from stretching so far.

Like last time, please don’t take this too seriously; we love these boys and Justin doesn’t know them but has no grudges against them.  We’re just harping on their fashion sense.  Absolutely no hate is intended towards the boys or the design team!

Participants in the discussion were

Jo ( @jodaneko ), our art major with storyboarding/character design experience, who finds they have more in common with Satan each passing day.

Justin ( @justinlester0629 ), our fashion expert, who dressed up and filled a wine glass with water for the occasion.

Noodle (Me), our untrained eye who owns the Barbie as the Island Princess video game on three different platforms.  It’s not even that good.

Featuring emergency guest star Megan ( @maggo77​ ), my sister who is physically near me as we look at the backs of their designs for the first time.

Edit: Distracted by the pretty jacket, we made a mistake when putting in Levi’s silhouette rating.  It’s the worst.  2/10, not 6.

Lucifer:

“Boy looks like he’s about to swing open the doors of an expensive mansion during a debutante party and give some SCATHING NEWS.” —Justin

“Short shoulder cape and a long split butt cape lol” —Jo

Jo has realized that based on both outfits, Lucifer doesn’t want people looking at his butt.  Possible reasons are: he doesn’t have one, or Diavolo someone was getting distracted.

His shoes match his outfit.  After last time that’s all I care about.

A triple popped color, and how many layers is the middle one?  Is that a book?  Dude has like 27 collars.

The forehead diamond is very important and it’s great that there are diamond buttons to match it.  But uh.  How about those red diamonds on his sleeves.  They.  They sure are there.  (I actually like the red accents and that they match his gloves; I just can’t take the diamonds seriously.)

  Lucifer 🤝 Some Horses Diamond on the Forehead

The peacock motif is HERE and we’re all living for it.  HOWEVER, the feathers on the cape and coattails should have matched, OR there should have been more lime green because there’s so little of that color.

The pants have a pleat in the front, which Justin says means he responsibly irons his clothes, and Jo says only heightens the fact that under the capes this is a marching uniform.

Can he fly?  Jo says these are baby wings that can’t support his weight, and his cape has a hole for the top pair but blocks the bottom pair?  Can’t believe Lucifer handicapped himself for the sake of fashion.

The red makes it regal and the wide flowy design makes it imposing.  Good job, Lucifer!  I might actually be intimidated if I saw you.

Definitely the classiest outfit.  You can tell they put care into it.

Mammon:

“BITCH MY BODY CANNOT TAKE THIS KIND OF SEXY, I THINK I AM OVERHEATING!  NO MORE FURTHER COMMENTS, YOUR HONOR.  HAUTE AND HOT.” —Justin

The whole thing does amazing with only three colors.  We’ve noticed the trend of black and white + one color, but I mean hey.  It’s working so far.

Damn those pants sit low.  No wonder literally all of you wear belts.

The leather jacket?  The studs and harness?  Bless.  Justin calls it “the perfect blend of stylish and ‘I’ll see you tonight *wink*’”.

Kind of don’t like how the belts connect to the pants, though.  It looks better in the back.

“He found a really cool jacket, but it didn’t pair with anything so he just didn’t wear anything.” —Jo

Honestly though?  We’ve all made fun of Mammon for having big hoe energy in his outfits, but like, he knew he had wings and planned his outfit to accommodate for that.  He’s the only one who didn’t cut holes in his outfit.  Maybe Mammon was the smallest hoe after all.

Also if there’s a motif it repeats elsewhere, like the studs and diamonds on his jacket and pants.  Did he and Lucifer have a “tastefully putting diamonds on my outfit” battle?  Because Mammon definitely won.

One of the charms broke off the belt loop and he never bothered to replace it, and honestly thank god there isn’t two of those anymore.

Torn between wishing the boots were tighter to match the rest of the outfit and saying “yoooo they’re open in the back!!!”

Ok so so far we’ve said generally only good things, but there is one major issue with the design: Its gravity.  Everything points down, his tattoos, the diamonds, even his wings.  The center of gravity in the image is his shoes.  Bitch loved his shoes so much he made his whole outfit point to them.

Either way this was universally considered the best and I mourn Justin who doesn’t know how far Mammon’s standards are gonna fall from here.

Leviathan:

Diagonal zipper

“Levi what the fuck.” —Megan

He looks like an e-boy.

Honestly it looks like he borrowed something from Justin’s wardrobe for Pride but he didn’t know how to put it on.

APPARENTLY the biggest hoe.  Abs that he shouldn’t have coming through a mesh t-shirt.  I thought Mammon’s pants were low, but Levi’s whole-ass ass is out.  Ok Levi, I see you.

The shirt pattern is good but he probably leaves it partially unzipped because it’d look really dumb fully closed.

Justin loves the funky pants pattern and Jo likes the pants but not with the outfit.  It’s because the devs were too coward to give him a thick tail base so his pants had to fill that role by sharing the pattern.

The shoes are good, and not just because they incited Justin’s deep-set hatred for Christian Louboutin and his uncomfortable red-bottom shoes.

Justin is offended that he’s hiding his suspenders; either show them completely or not at all, no in between.  Jo’s not fully convinced it isn’t just one suspender.  What are his suspenders doing?  What are they attached to?  Are they holding anything up?  Apparently not.

Jo pointed out that if you squint the belt on his waist looks like fangs and the orange dots on his sleeves looks like eyes so it’s like theres a snake head on his outfit.  Cute!

The gloves are throwing us off though.  Why is Levi of all other brothers need gloves?  I bet he has sweaty hands.

Ok really, does his sweater unzip all the way into two pieces?  Or does it hang by that tiny thread underneath the tail hole?  There’s even a button, just in case.

Can’t believe this antler-sporting, suspender-wasting nerd went diagonal zipper on us because we beat him at a trivia game.  Should have just zipped his hood.

Satan:

HONEY.

“I hate everything about this.” —Megan

First of all, he’s straight up wearing Lucifer’s casual shirt.  Does it only button down the back?  Can he take it off?

Then he spilled bleach on his pants.  Like I get what they were going for but with the white on black that is literally just bleach stains.

Incredibly differing opinions on the belt.  He got it in the cowboy department.  Justin adores it.  Jo despises it.

And are those… athletic slip ons?

And now the elephant in the room.  The ribcage made of ribbons.  The ribboncage.  The idea is great!  I love that they gave him a skeletal theme without throwing him into a Hot Topic.

But if you take the ribboncage and feather boa off he’s literally just wearing a dress shirt and some nice jeans.  And that’s the problem with Satan’s demon form.  Not that it looks goofy.  It’s that they took risks but then hid all the risks behind business casual.

Also Megan said that the back of the ribbons look like a rock climbing harness.  Someone (probably Justin) said the front reminds them of the underbelly of a green cockroach.  Ew.

The feather boa would look better if it was over something you wouldn’t literally wear at the office.  (And also didn’t look so much like worm on a string.)

“He is going to Dragcon 2020 and is definitely going to take a picture and ask to lip sync, but accidentally start beef with Acid Betty.” —Justin

On a good note, loving how the tail fades to highly radioactive green.  Feels dangerous.  Megan pointed out that it’s a pretty wimpy tail, though.  Jo enjoys the self-conscious posture it expresses.

That’s basically the only good thing we have to say, though.

I just????

Merry Christmas.

Asmodeus:

The kanji on the picture is just saying that the coattail is the same on both sides.

Ok now with that out of the way, HONEY.

I’m sure he says that to others but I hope he says it to himself too when he looks in the mirror.

Starting with the good.  The wings?  Adorable.  The heart-shaped hole to accommodate them?  Adorable.  One of the only good adjustments.

And I love that the tips of his horns look venomous, like a scorpion tail!

We love a good floral design and a good twin tailcoat.

But once again, the shirt just has too much going on.  The flowers.  The buttons.  The brick-pattern stitching.  The brooch.  The long collar.  The fact that if he closed the last button it’d end in a diamond covering his crotch.  Sometimes less is more, Asmo.

That scorpion brooch is the best thing to ever grace my computer screen and it shouldn’t have to share the spotlight with the rest of his shirt.  It should have wrapped around his arm and been paired with some more jewelry.  Then he could have ditched those giant cuffs.

The bleeding heart tattoos are a really good idea!  But they should have been angled better and not like someone else put them on at the roller rink.  And maybe they shouldn’t have been outlined in pink.  Those aren’t tattoos, those are gaping holes in his arm.  Is he ok.

I’ve been avoiding the pants, but.  The pants.

“Oh dear god. Oh no that’s… I thought you were a designer…” —Jo

One side is buckled the ENTIRE way down, and then the other side is COMPLETELY plain.  It’s too extreme on both ends.  It should have been only half a leg of buckles.  Not whatever this is.  I still don’t think he can bend that leg.

The shoes are ok but they COULD have been a stiletto so.

Jo is DONE with these demons’ inability to wear socks.

We expected better from you, Asmo.  I hope you have to fasten all those buckles every morning as retribution.

Beelzebub:

He said “how many belts can I wear on one outfit.”

Justin said it’s like Barry B. Benson and Post Malone had a beautiful baby boy, and Obey Me! is cancelled for creating a sequence of events that could lead to me hearing that with my own two ears.

The jacket?  Stunning.  “It’s steampunk mixed with Jack Sparrow, mixed with Billie Joe Armstrong,” says Justin.  It’s got puffy sleeves!  And there’s objectively too much going on with the jacket, but since it’s a leather jacket I can forgive it.  Justin and Jo can’t.

I’m not sure why they keep giving him weird jacket collars but I prefer belt number 9 to fur.

“Why is it bucked in the back?  Couldn’t it have just been a jacket?” —Megan

Good that the black tank isn’t only black, but he has so little color on his outfit that it would have been nice for it and the matching pattern on his boots to have been a color besides gray.

I don’t mind the belts down the leg because they’re not too in your face.  Jo wants the white belt to be thinner.  Justin wants him to just pick one and go with it.

Poor Beel, he can’t do his lil thigh pat pose without his right hand being assaulted by studs and that bear trap-shaped buckle.

Justin feels like the cowboy boots are too wide up top and it’s probably because they’re FAKE cowboy boots.  I don’t know why he didn’t just get cowboy boots instead of putting fake coverings over his dress shoes.

Can’t fault the twin belt, though.  And the wing hole isn’t terrible.

Idk I guess.  They knew what they wanted to do at least.  

That seems to be the pattern with Beel: they know what they want to do, but something weird happens in the middle of it.

Belphegor:

“I don’t know which Teletubby let their son go through the it’s just a phase mom phase, but they should be ashamed.” —Justin

A toddler who just learned how to cut holes in paper got a hold of his hoodie.

Is it a hoodie?  A jacket?  A poncho?  The cow print actually isn’t terrible.  At least it had the decency to be unique in its spotting.  And the actual presence of blue is very appreciated.

On the topic of colors, Jo is calling the devs out on their apparent fear of color.  “Put the pink elsewhere, cowards,” they say.

We actually don’t hate the horseshoe, and using it for the belt buckles is actually really clever.  Even if 75% of them are doing literally nothing.  Feel like he didn’t need that many.  Could do without the bottom one, maybe even bottom two.

There’s a teeeeny tiny cowbell on the back?  Megan apparently finds that VERY important.  Why do they go to such great lengths to remind us that Belphie’s a cow?  Beel doesn’t rub his hands together 24/7.  Mammon doesn’t even get bird wings.

Just like Satan spilled bleach, Belphie has tar pants.

It’s nice to see a change in pant style, but.  Am I biased because I hate harem pants?  Maybe.  Are these harem pants too short on him?  Yes.  Maybe they were supposed to be parachute capris?  But it just looks he outgrew them too fast and Lucifer won’t buy him new pants yet.  At least they look comfy.

If he puts his keys in those pockets will his pants fall down?  Probably.  That’s a problem considering his are the only pants that look like they could hold any keys.

The shoes are fine.  I can enjoy a high topped sneaker.  …Is that a security tag?  Did he steal his shoes.  Belphie stole his shoes.

On the tiny tail hole, I appreciate that Belphie went for modesty.  But I hope it’s impossible to wear these outfits outside of demon form because I don’t want him walking around with a tiny hole right above his ass.

Honestly he doesn’t even look like a demon?  He just looks like… a cow.

There’s one more aspect of their demon forms that I didn’t feel comfortable forcing into a smaller space than it deserved: Silhouettes.  Jo puts a lot of weight on silhouettes and their role in character design.  Is it dynamic?  Is it recognizable?  Jo ranked them as such:

1. Lucifer: 9/10.  Care and effort were put into this design and it shows. 2. Mammon: 7/10.  Points deducted for most of it being form fitting but otherwise still manages to get a passing grade. 3 (tied). Beelzebub: 5/10.  His wings have actual mass but his horns being mostly hidden by his head reduce his score. 3 (tied). Belphegor: 5/10.  Evens out since his clothes aren’t as form fitting as the others but they also kind of turn him into a blob. 5. Asmodeus: 4/10, and only because he’s got multiple wings and that his tailcoat breaks up the bottom half. 6. Satan: 3/10, for the fact HIS BOA carries most of the work in altering his silhouette. 7. Leviathan: 2/10.  The tail and horns prevent this from being a total flop.

Our (surprisingly unanimous!) ranking of their outfits (not counting Megan her opinions deviated) were:

Mammon

Lucifer

Leviathan

Belphegor

Beelzebub

Asmodeus

Satan

In conclusion, any M-rated fic that doesn’t have it take demon Satan 20 minutes to take off his shirt is too unrealistic.

#got it out on time for demon day yaaaay #half of it got deleted because i'm a DUMB BUTT who hit the power button #so I had to redo a lot but I think it's all there #none of our notes got lost luckily just how I worded them #obey me #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me shall we date #obey me swd #swd obey me #shall we date obey me #obey me! #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me outfit analysis #image