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[drumcorpshero]

My twitter friendship-crush and I are besties now, the day is saved 🤩

#she’s pretty cool and a huge DC Comics fan and I wanted to be friends for the longest so this was nice :) #my day was preeeeeetty bleak so this was a bright spot #gn #drumcorpshero

[mci-writing]

Ghosty Ghostly Hauntings (Ghost!Midoriya Izuku x Reader)

Warnings: Smut, like full on sex smut; ghost!Midoriya x human!reader; heavily implied no quirk AU; uhhh Midoriya is dead? But like, there’s no explicit mention of how he died or any violence; Dom!Deku; they don’t know each other that well when they have sex; only partially proof read tbh

The quiet of your new room has your head pounding, thoughts of the past few hours keeping you wide awake. You’ve twisted and turned under the warmth of your comforter almost thousands of times, taking a moment to lay on each of your sides before deciding that those weren’t enough to keep you comfortable. Eventually, you fall back to the center of your bed with an exasperated sigh, “This isn’t working…”

Your wandering mind makes it pretty obvious why you can’t sleep, your senses heightened to a thousand and making you feel every single thing. You feel every thread and every bit of fuzz on your comforter. Your nose inhales every particle in the air, varying smells mixing with the few small portions of dust still lingering from moving in . The rays from the moon feel brighter than normal against your skin and the natural chill of the house contrasts the light in an uncomfortable way that you’re unable to ignore. Whether or not it’s the origin of your discomfort is beyond you, but it doesn’t take a genius to know it’s part of the reason why you can’t sleep. It could also be because you’re living in a new place, a big and old family home that had been abandoned for a couple years before you had initially bought and moved in.

It was already getting harder to make rent at your old apartment with the pay you had received from your job, but it became incredibly more difficult after being let off from said job. In time, you left and bounced from apartment to apartment before finally finding and settling with your new place that cost practically nothing.

Okay, practically nothing is a bit of a slight exaggeration. I mean, I’d say buying a jiko bukken (stigmatized property) for practically nothing at all is pretty fair when the tenant before you died in an unknown way and the house had become known for the supernatural happenings around it. Practically free house at the cost of a plausible, HEAVILY plausible roommate sounds pretty fair. Pretty, preeeeeetty fair, in my opinion.

You learned a few things about the house from the house’s seller, who was the original tenant’s childhood friend. His name was Bakugou Katsuki and he was… very rough around the edges. Kind of a bit of a prick, and you couldn’t tell if it was from his potential mourning or if he was just an asshole. You really wouldn’t be surprised if he was just an asshole, though…

The guy who owned the place before you was Midoriya Izuku, who inherited the home from his late mother. He was a “major fucking nerd”, quoting Bakugou, and had a lot of comic book memorabilia stored away in a corner of the home’s basement (more specifically of the hero All Might). A lot of the information you had received was conflicting, mostly through Bakugou’s colorful use of adjectives, but it was enough to paint the picture of a relatively good guy that seemed a little lonely in his final years. The loneliness idea is more of an assumption, seeing as how the few things still set up in the house belonged only to Midoriya and Bakugou never really brought up anyone else when you asked about people living there before you.

Speaking of Bakugou, the house was initially left in his hands, but he damn sure didn’t want it. Asking him why he didn’t want it and why he was practically giving it away is a bit of a sensitive subject. He explained that he didn’t want to keep the place due to all the memories associated and it would’ve been easier to just give the place away (and “Not because I’m fucking afraid of any damn ghosts!”). His words are a little more than jarring after hearing him refer to Midoriya as “Deku” when he doesn’t catch himself and the look his ruby eyes held anytime the two of you came across any of the guy’s old stuff only tell a story you’re probably not going to be told too soon.

Thinking about it all only made your head swirl in muddled ignorance, so you tried to avoid doing that. It managed to get you through most of the day while you focused on putting away your things after Bakugou had finally left.

Or, you did stop thinking about it until you actually ran into the tenant that lived there before you while you were trying to familiarize yourself with your new place…

You were initially a little bewildered to see the face of someone that you’ve been told is supposed to be dead floating past you in a seemingly supernatural glow. He didn’t notice you at first, seemingly muttering to himself as he floated from door to door and room to room, so you decided to ignore that and distracted yourself further into setting up your things. You acknowledged the confirmation of your actual, dead roommate and just kept on trucking.

The next time you came across him had you a little more curious, especially since you were mostly done with unpacking. He’s once again muttering to himself as he floats about the golden beige colored halls, not minding his surroundings. He never bothered to look where he was going, seemingly knowing where he was at all times. There was also this slight chill that would fill the room each time he was near, which only alerted you to his presence more.

“H-Hey,” The first time you called out to him had surprised you, not expecting the words to spill from between your lips. He doesn’t seem to hear you, though. You take in a deep breath, pushing the air out through your nose before you speak up louder than the first, “Hey, you!”

He pipes up at the call, freezing in place from how startled it made him. He slowly turns around to face you, seemingly shivering from head to floating toe, “Y-You…,” Your (e/c) eyes meet frazzled, emerald orbs, “Y-You’re… You’re a…,” He was only stuck for a moment, his cheeks growing a bright tone as he stood there, before he eventually jumped in acknowledged surprise that you were actually there and that he definitely wasn’t imagining you. He faded in and out before you in his ghostly glow, a shade of emerald green matching his eyes and a bright red filling the lost color of his face. It was almost like a mixed up glow stick that was losing its glowy liquidy stuff, “Human!”

It was almost like looking at a slightly altered alarm, flashing in a way that made you cover your eyes and flinch away. It takes it a moment to really dim down, but that doesn’t stop the frantic mutterings he made. His voice wasn’t severely altered like many movies make it out to be. There were no high pitched squeals or low groans many would expect a ghost to make like they do in the movies, but it was all jumbling together as he had tried to process the new information, which only made you suspect that maybe he didn’t initially know that he would be accompanied by a new housemate.

“Midoriya,” You attempted to call in hopes of plausibly grounding him into the situation, but the sound only flew over his head as the intensity of his rambling continued. You tried again a little louder, your hand now lowered, since the blinding light had faded, and stepped closer to the specter, “Midoriya! Midoriya Izuku!”

“Does that mean that Kacchan-,” Without much thought, you reached out and touched his shoulders, managing to feel something when your fingers didn’t phase through his form. You pulled him close to you, unintentionally getting lost in the light in his green eyes. They held more life than you’d expected them to, swirling with different shades of jade-filled emotion. They widened at the motion, obviously caught off-guard by it, but he didn’t pull away.

The close proximity doesn’t go unnoticed, but you found it hard to pull away, even if the apparition had quieted his mumbling out of surprise of the situation at the time. His cheeks had lit up once again, though in a warmer and more welcoming fashion as opposed to the earlier lightshow. He swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing almost as if he were still alive, and he was a little more than speechless with how things were playing out. His tongue darted out to wet his lips, causing your eyes to flit down to his lips, a scene from a series you had recently read prior to the move came to your mind. The protagonist had more than happily kissed the ghost living in his new apartment purely out of curiosity (and because he’d also read about it in a manga series) and you’d suddenly had the urge to find out what the lips of a ghost would feel like.

When your eyes flit back up to his, they’re seemingly just as entranced with the whole thing. They glowed in confused anticipation, which only urged you to make your next move of taking a closer step and closing the small distance between the two of you. He tensed up against you, a strange warmth growing against the cold of his form as he began to process the unexpected action you’d enacted. If you were a mind reader, all the jumbled thoughts that seared through his mind would cause you psychic damage.

Just as you were about to pull away, he reciprocated the kiss, moving his lips against yours. They’re cold, as you would expect them to be, yet the softness of them held such an unexpected warmth that the cold seemed to disappear as soon as it came. It’s a little inexperienced for both of you, especially because you’d never kissed a ghost before this and he’d never kissed a human as a ghost prior to this either, but it left you feeling a little dizzy.

“Sorry, but I had to stop your rambling somehow,” You tease after you gain your bearings, a small smile playing along your lips as you take a small step away from him, “Nice to meet you, Midoriya. I’m the new owner of your home, (L/n) (Y/n). Please take care of me.”

After that encounter, you got to know him throughout the day. You learned more about his small obsession with comic book heroes and super powers, how he’d initially been living in the house by himself before his death, and his relationship with Bakugou, who he called Kacchan with the excitement of someone looking up to their idol. You explained your interests to him, explained why you’d decided to purchase a house with the knowledge of a plausible ghost, and apologized for the surprise kiss you’d laid on him. He’d been a bigger help in settling you in and you were even more comfortable with your new living situation by the time you’d decided to take a shower that night.

The afterimage of your otherworldly roommate glowing like a firecracker spontaneously pops into your brain like popcorn kernels, the kiss itself replaying over and over like a never ending movie. You feel a wave of embarrassment wash over you, which you hadn’t felt when the kiss had originally happened. It’s like the secondhand embarrassment you’d feel for anyone else, except a little more personal and a lot less vicarious.

Your hands move on their own as they lift your pillow out from under you and shove the plush material against your face. It’s not enough to suffocate you, but it’s enough to shield yourself from the circumstances for a moment. At least now you can say there’s more to your insomnia tonight than the exciting buzzing of your nerves from being in a new place.

You roll over onto your stomach, sighing as you lift your face from the pillow, “I’m not getting anywhere like this…”

You sit up and decide that maybe a small walk and glass of water will calm your nerves enough to send you to sleep, but then you see it… One of the few things you hadn’t unpacked, a box with some special things inside.

You weigh your options in your head, tilting it as you think about your options. You could just rummage through the box, pick out one of your self-gratifying devices, and go to town long enough to wear yourself out, but there was the plausibility of having your new ghost roomie see all your goods on display while you pleasured yourself. Technically, Midoriya has very well had the plausibility of seeing such your naked body a few times today, but he didn’t necessarily seem like the type to peak, so you’ve assumed, but there was also the slim chance that he could very well be a peeping tom and has just been really cool about it.

After the initial kiss between the two of you, he seemed to calm down… Okay, maybe not immediately after, since he was very frazzled once the debacle was over. If someone could die twice, he definitely would’ve been deader.

Once the shock and flustered rambling brushed over, he was more open to speak with you and properly introduce himself. His cheeks had still held a red tint to them, but now they weren’t completely covering the honeydew in his cheeks or the small confidence beyond his jade eyes. His face was sun-kissed and covered in varying freckles, but you had been unable to tell how far down they’d go. You found him relatively cute for a dead guy, and he was gentlemanly enough to float from your room after you’d walked in when your shower was over wearing nothing but a towel for decency.

Even if Midoriya did happen to see, you were in the privacy of your own room and you doubted he’d be brave enough to actually help you let alone make his presence known. With that final bit of self-reassurance, you pulled out a toy, like countless other lonely nights.

You lay back and get comfortable, closing your eyes as your handles fondle at your own breasts. You sigh through your nose, giving them an encouraging squeeze before lifting your thumbs to flick your nipples. They erect with time, giving your fingers something else to focus your attention on.

The touching alone isn’t enough. Your eyebrows scrunch as you try to focus on something, the incident from earlier being the first thing to come to mind.

You allow it to play out as it originally had, the image of the innocent kiss seemingly staring back at you in your brain. This kiss, however, is less awkward and holds more to it. Midoriya’s scared hands find their places against you, one cupping your cheek and pulling you forward to deepen the kiss while the other finds its way to your waist. He presses your body flush against his, the kiss growing a little wetter and a little sloppier.

Your hand eases down to rub at your clit, the area starting to dampen. It’s not enough. You let your boob go, reaching into your sex box and rummaging around it for whatever shape interests you. Just as you grab hold of the toy, a familiar cool sensation comes over the room.

“(L/n)?,” You quickly sit up, covering yourself with the blanket, and find Midoriya floating in your doorway. There’s a concerned look on his face as he drifts in more, his head tilted by the time he stands beside your bed, “Why are you still awake? It’s getting pretty late, isn’t it?”

Your grip on your blanket tightens, your eyes trailing to glance at your window as you think about how to explain yourself. Technically, you were just suffering from some small insomnia, but you were just about to exhaust yourself by masturbating. The worst case scenario seemed like it was playing out before you and you were starting to really regret your decision.

Midoriya takes note of your silence, only growing more confused when a flushed hue comes to your face as the silence thickens between the two of you. He looks you over, taking notice of how the straps of your tank top were hanging loosely off of your shoulders. Your appearance made it obvious you had been tossing and turning, your (e/c) eyes holding both an exhausted look while being wide awake. He nods to himself, touching your shoulder to regain your attention as he speaks, “Are you having trouble sleeping?”

“Y-Yeah…!” His cold hand makes you straighten, cooling your warmth skin and seemingly drawing you in. You stop yourself from pressing into his touch, growing even more embarrassed, “I-I was just going to… tire myself out a little…”

Your phrasing leaves Midoriya a little confused. He thinks over what you mean very hard, his facial expressions only making you want to bury yourself, until his eyes widen in realization for a moment. The realization turns into a look of dumbfoundedness, then followed by a bright blush filling the color of his face. Had he still been alive, you’re positive his hand on your shoulder would have burned instead of being as chilling as it was now.

“I’m so sorry!,” He falls to his knees beside you, bowing over and over as he continues to profusely apologize, “I didn’t realize you were- I-I just wanted to check and make sure you were okay! I swear I didn’t see anything and I just wanted to see if you needed anything, I promise-”

His rambling would be an adorably funny mess had this been any other situation, but it’s only making you feel a little bad for admitting he was kind of interrupting your personal time. You take in a deep breath, calming a bit of your earlier mortification. Your hand releases your blanket as you turn to face him better, resting a hand on his shoulder and running another through his curls to ease him back down. His emerald orbs meet your (e/c) ones, his face now a flushed red as his murmurings die down, “It’s alright, Midoriya. You had no idea what was going on. I’m not mad…”

“Ah-,”

“Just a little embarrassed,” You admit with a small smile, pulling away from him and leaning your side against your headboard.

You contemplate another solution to plausibly tiring yourself out, thinking back to your original plan of maybe walking down to the kitchen and making yourself a glass of water or something. The trip could help you calm your mind a little…

“I… Um… I could help tire you out…,” Midoriya speaks up, a little quiet but loud enough for the words to linger in the air. He freezes up when he has your full attention again, fearing that his eyes will linger down to the dip in your shirt and give him a full eye of cleavage once more. He decides to avert his eyes as he explains, growing hot under the attentiveness he was receiving, “I-I mean, I did say I would t-take care of you e-earlier a-and it is my fault you didn’t get to finish… It’s only fair I make it up to you, right? And take responsibility.”

His voice grows confident the more he speaks, determined and shameless by the end of it. He’s soon standing over you, a look in his eyes you're unfamiliar with from him. It makes you shiver, especially when his eyes look you over and undress you. They begin to glow a little, shining even brighter in the darkness, and you feel a little more self-conscious.

“R-Responsibility?” Your voice cracks a little when you finally manage to say anything, which he finds amusing. He nods, but he doesn’t make a move forward, very much waiting for your consent to anything before he does anything.

You did find him attractive, in a ghost roommate you just met kind of way, so you weren’t exactly opposed. You were also still slicked up, even after he had just walked in on you trying to touch yourself.

“T-Then, it is only fair, right?” He presses his lips against yours again, leading you to lay back against your bed. One of his hands lifts your thigh as he gets between them, caressing the skin with light touches. His other hand immediately moves to fondle your breast, giving the flesh a soft squeeze as he pulls away from the kiss.

He takes a moment to really take your appearance in, noting the way your breath becomes uneven and your skin flushes under his caresses, knowing that there’s no guarantee he’ll see this sight at his own hands again. Your nipples proudly strain against your top and he can feel the warmth radiating from your pussylips through your panties.

He phases his hand through your tank top, giving your tit another, testing squeeze. He enjoys the way it makes you shiver, lightly tugging on the mound a few times to draw more heavy breaths from you. He lets it go, not missing the disappointed look that flashes through your eyes when he does, before thumbing and circling at your erect nipples. His naturally cold fingers enhance the feeling, making your already sensitive body feel him playing with you more. He flicks and nudges, observing the small twitches and changes in your face.

His knee nudges against your clothes lower lips, grinding into the mound as he continues to tease at your nipple. You close your eyes, softly mewling from his ministrations, only to open them when his lips wrap around your other nipple. His tongue darts at the bud a few times, rolling it around before he lightly tugs it between his teeth. At the same time, his index finger and thumb have started tugging at the other one, neither being tugged and prodded at the same time.

“M-Midoriya,” You softly call, your hips pressing down against his leg and meeting the grinding he’s giving. It’s not enough to satiate the need, but it’s better than nothing at all. Your fingers reach up to run through his green curls again, raking and lightly tugging with each tug he makes to your nipples.

He smiles against the bud as you start to make more little moans, pulling away at the sound of his name. When you stare up at him, there’s a slight daze to them as they plead for him to do more. He moves his knee, his free hand moving to rub your folds through your panties. He makes an amused sound as he feels you drip past the fabric. He leans forward again, pressing stray, cold kisses along the warm skin of your neck.

“Call me Izuku, (Y/n),” He mumbles once he reaches your ear, the cold air making you shiver more. The sudden shift from earlier is almost unfair to you, but you're unable to complain when he’s already making you feel good. His fingers ghost over your clit a few times, “Come on, just try it, please?”

“Izuku…,” His first name rolls off of your tongue in a small whine. His hand moves away from your breast, lifting your other thigh and caging his body between them. His other hand phases through your panties, his cool fingers pressing directly against your clit before gathering your arousal and rubbing it against your slit, “Ah, Izuku!~”

The noise you make startles you, but you’re unable to dwell on it as he continues to rub your arousal against your swollen clit, starting out rather slow before slowly speeding his finger up over time. His eyes keep note of your face, keeping eye contact with you as he edges you closer and closer to the edge. Each soft inhale or noise guides his fingers and their movement, ensuring to run them along the small slit of your clit to hear your voice raise in height. His hand does ease back to your nipple, fingers teasing at the bud and drawing more cries from you.

“You’re close, right?” He mumbles once you begin approaching your high, prompting you to only nod in fear you wouldn’t be able to voice your response. A small smile graces his features at the confirmation, his head leaning down to press a reassuring peck to your lips before burying his face in your neck. Your breath hitches as you feel the high begin to rush over you, your back arching and your lower body presses and grinds more into his hand in an attempt to reach it faster. You hold your breath, the coils coming undone when his low words make their way to your ears, “Cum, then.”

As you come down from your high, he grabs your thighs as he eases between your legs, emerald eyes honed in and focused on the area. You feel your cheeks warm from the attention once you realize and you fight the urge to close your legs. You avert your eyes as another gush of arousal fills your lower abdomen from the contrasting temperature of his cold hands grasping your warm skin. You feel your arousal pool and drip past your panties, all of it on display for Izuku.

A firm squeeze brings your attention back to in front of you, determined eyes staring back at you. He presses your legs to lay against your body, keeping eye contact as he eases lower down. He presses a small kiss to your thigh, leaning forward and darting his tongue out to lick against your clothed lower lips. The feeling is foreign, but not unwelcomed as your hips buck into his touch from the sensitivity of having already orgasmed. His tongue runs over your clothed lower lips again and again, urging embarrassed whines from your lips as he spreads and smears your arousal against your twitching pussylips. You give a small cry of his name once he starts prodding at your clit.

When he pulls away, his chin is glowing brightly and dripping from the arousal and his saliva. His eyes begin to glow like earlier, emerald eyes glazed over as he looks your folds over. Your panties stick and trace your lower lips, showing him each twitch and pulse they make. His eyes slowly trace over your body before he meets your (e/c) eyes again, his hands giving your thighs another squeeze to ground you back down. He quietly states, “I won’t be able to restrain myself from fucking you if you don’t stop me now…”

He sits up, a noticeable bulge pressing against your folds. When you glance down, in all of its ghostly glory, his cock is laying over your lips, perfectly sandwiched between them. It glistens, already covered in precum, and glows a light green that contrasts with the tufts of curly pubic hair. A few, faint freckles are highlighted by the glow of, what you assume to be, ectoplasm and it curves upwards. His hips press him against you, each slight movement moving the base of his cock against your clit and stimulating you enough to tease.

“Fuck me…,” You manage out, making eye contact as your throat goes dry. You wet your lips with your tongue before speaking up again, attempting to sound a little more determined as you press your lower body more against his, “Please, fuck me, Izuku.”

He doesn’t need to hear it again, spreading your thighs as he pulls his hips back, thrusting them over your pulsing pussylips a few times to gather your wetness along his base. When he deems it enough, he aligns the tip with your entrance, pressing the head inside in a testing thrust before pulling out again. You whine at the small stretch, wanting more of him inside.

He slowly presses back in, pushing in halfway before inching to ease back out, but your leg wraps around his waist before he can leave you empty again. Your lips quirk into a pout as you tug him closer with your leg, managing to get a little bit of him back inside. He gasps at the bold move, getting the message and pressing the rest of his cock inside of him. He naturally hits deep from his size alone, prompting a moan from you, louder than your previous mewls. He groans from the tight squeeze of your velvety walls, the tightness making it hard for him to pull his hips back.

Izuku places a hand over your head as he begins getting into a rhythm, starting out a little slow and sloppy as he tries to set a pace. He picks up the pace after a while, each thrust causing his abdomen to rub against your clit and stimulate the spot. Each drag of his hips ends with the tip of his cock pressing deep inside of you, grazing your g-spot and pulling moans from you that even some of your higher quality dildos couldn’t get from you.

He’s not shy in pressing kisses to different parts of your skin, caressing here and there as he continues to take note of your reactions. The squeeze of your walls make it hard for him to focus, the slick of your arousal mixed with his spit and precum making loud squelching noises each time his cock sinks inside of you. He ensures he’s deep with each thrust, making sure to go deeper and deeper with each request you call out.

Your fingers grip your sheets under you as you try to ground yourself, the pleasure teetering you in and out of consciousness as Izuku’s hips continue to rock deeper and deeper inside of you, each of you becoming more and more engrossed with each other. All you can really see is Izuku, eyes opened or closed, green eyes staring down at you in deep concentration as a green light encases the both of you. He has high stamina for a ghost, managing to draw numerous orgasms from you before finally starting to reach his own high. You can’t tell if the stamina is from already being dead or if it’s an attribute that carried over from his living days. You’re too fucked out to care.

As his thrusts begin to grow more erratic and heavy, you’re unable to stop yourself from wrapping your arms around his neck and tugging him deeper inside with your other leg, latching on to him as you trap his hips against yours. He gets less and less of his cock out, his hand messily moving between you both and rubbing at your clit to speed up your release. He tries holding back, not wanting to cum before he can finish you off again, but you keep sucking him back in deeper and deeper in just the right way.

Your lips connect as he nestles his hips deep inside of you and cums, his release heavy and filling you enough to overflow and drip onto your bed. He swallows your moans as his release prompts another from your, coating his thumb as he continues to thumb at your clit. He ensures to ride your releases, keeping his dick buried inside of you even when he pulls away from your lips.

Your chest heaves as you regain your breath, Izuku sitting still inside of you while he looks your body over. He presses his cool hands against your skin, this time trying to cool you down rather than warm you up. He’s careful once he does pull out, softly caressing your skin and mumbling small little nothings as you begin to doze off in his hold.

~~~~~

The sun’s rays pour into your room the next morning, tugging you awake. You groan as you sit up and yawn, a soreness between your thighs reminding you of the prior night’s experience.

You first notice the sheets on your bed, which are now a very different set than the ones you’d put on yesterday. Another difference is the robe adorning your body, which is very much not yours. It’s plush, but not obnoxiously so, and it’s a dark green color with black accents.

The next thing to catch your attention was a sweet aroma coming from downstairs. Out of curiosity, you make your way to the kitchen to find a certain specter floating about.

“Izuku?,” His movements cease, a plate resting in his hands with a few soufflé pancakes and rolled omelets on the side.

“Good morning, (Y/n),” He turns around, a small smile on his face as he sets the plate down on the table as he passes it to get to you, “Did you sleep okay?”

“Y-Yeah,” Your face warms as he leads you to the table, helping you get seated. You take a bite, your face lighting up at the taste, “These taste great!”

The two of you continue peacefully conversing like that, joking around and letting the time pass. For the first time in a while, you’re not worried and you even feel a calmness wash over you.

Yeah, you’re sure this arrangement is going to be just fine…

#midoriya izuku x reader #midoriya x reader #deku x reader #ghost!Midoriya Izuku x reader #ghost!midoriya x reader #ghost!Deku x reader #midoriya izuku #ghost!midoriya izuku #ghost!midoriya #ghost!deku #I hope you enjoy #I also have a few other drafts based specifically on these two characters bc I don’t feel this delivered enough but we’ll see how those go #I posted this way later than I wanted 😭💀 #glad I got it before his birthday was officially over tho! #then again #I do post his birthday fics pretty late into the day every year so y’all probably don’t expect much from me anymore (;ﾞ°´ω°´)

[shieldsurf]

i did end up enjoying indigo disk. it got off to a preeeeeetty rough start for me which is disappointing... if i wasnt required by law to always make excuses for pokemon because it is what my brain demands, i probably would've stopped playing within an hour. but i stuck with it and did enjoy it. but i still think teal mask's story was really frustrating and im declaring myself the new leader of the #kierandidnothingwrong movement. but yeah compared to scarvi in general and especially teal mask i have a pretty positive opinion of indigo disk i think it's fine. it was basically all the things i liked about scarvi but a liiiiiittle better refined. and full flight on mira/kora is really nice.

[eagna-eilis]

Mando S3E1 thoughts...

- where did the armourer find all those others? and where exactly are they hanging out?

- we all thought this was a flashback at first, right?

- unnecessary pew pew fight with a lake monster was unnecessary.

- armourer repeating herself

- the baby. THE BABY. Every time Grogu coos I feel it in my ovaries.

- Din having his dad nap in hyperspace is so cute.

- PURRGILS PURRGILS PURRGILS

- oh no the baby got spooked he has to snuggle his dad.

- Nevarro is looking absolutely gorgeous, the plants really brighten it up. Reminds me a little of Theed tbh. 10/10 would hang out eating street food and listening to buskers.

- Karga is serving Calrissian and I am here for it.

- THE BABY USES THE FORCE TO MAKE THE SPINNY CHAIR GO SPINNY SPINNY.

- I couldn't care any less about the pirates if I tried. Amused that one is called Vane though.

- the New Republic really doesn't have a good rep with our Outer Rim friends and honestly who'd blame them?

- if they can resurrect just anybody now (Maul, Palpy, Cobb Vanth, Boba, IG-11) they can damn well resurrect my beloved. Make it happen DLF. 🦋🦋

- zombie IG-11 crawling murderously was pretty creepy

- baby gettin flung like a football is so cute

- I am agnostic on Babu Frick because I hate all the time wasting nonsense in TROS, but the Anzellans hanging out in their little mini shop like they're The Borrowers or brownies from Willow or the mice in Muppet Christmas Carol is preeeeeetty cute

- I have been won over by these funny little puppet dudes

- Greef translating too much was also very amusing

- NO SQUEEZIE NO SQUEEZE BAD BABY and the look of sheer affection on Grogu's face while he tries to cuddle the Anzellan is too precious and funny

- Din teaching Grogu about how to Mando is just. My heart. It melts.

- I reiterate that I do not care about the pirates or the pointless pew pew.

- Bo Katan on her sadness throne, draped over it in defeat. What an icon.

- she's awfully down on the Children of the Watch for a lady who was big into Death Watch back in the day. I love my hypocritical queen.

- ARE WE GOING TO SUNDARI?!

- This episode is so weirdly paced and a lot of it felt deeply redundant but there were amusing antics and the baby was precious so I'm not complaining yet.

#mando season 3 #the mandalorian #the mandalorion spoilers

[sonicattos]

hiiiiii im new to sonic stuff and ive never read idw sonic, would you recommend it??

yeah! not everyone likes it, but i do! i’m preeeeeetty sure it’s canon to the mainline canon, so i recommend it if your trying to get into that part of the lore.

just in case, be wary there is some potential heavy stuff like abuse and stuff. it’s a kids comic so nothing graphic happens, but i can see how some stuff can be harmful to someone. i’m not the best at detecting this kinda stuff that’s just one that stood out.

there’s flaws but it’s not enough for me to not like it, looking at the pretty art and reading about cartoon animals is enough for me.. so i’m probably too bias

#ask box #saltcat text #sonic idw

[jambeast]

Longpost

Tumblr is a funny place

Okay so you have to understand why I thought this was a parody, right? I didn’t know people even said that kind of thing anymore. 

Anonymous asked:

Kill yourself

Would rather not

Anonymous asked:

white little fuck. I hope you get shot and get a taste of the misery you give to all other people on earth.

I think I make a lot of people very happy!

Anonymous asked:

Just sitting in your little echo chamber covering your eyes. One day you will be forced to listen and see. And I hope the agony you feel then is strong enough to stop your heart.

That last line is quite poetic, I’ll give you that.

Anonymous asked:

ppl don’t like taika waititi bc he’s fucking anti-black. It’s well documented. He’s racist as fuck. But fangirlies only listen to each other, Tiktok and Instagram ig.

I don’t really care to investigate that much but, like, is there any evidence other that isn’t really, really, really insubstantial? You have to forgive me for not trusting your judgement, or the specific tumblr posts that list his crimes. You gotta make a Persuasive Argument for that!

Anonymous asked:

Just went through your blog and oh my god. You have got to be some conservative far right psyop bc if you’re genuinely leftist and against racism and for LGBTQ+ rights, you are painfully stupid.

I don’t call myself a ‘Leftist’ - I call myself Left-ish. Big difference! 

Anonymous asked:

Die

Anonymous asked:

Die

Anonymous asked:

Die

Anonymous asked:

Die

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Die

Anonymous asked:

Die

Anonymous asked:

Die

I appreciate the dedication

Anonymous asked:

Pedophile. Die.

Anonymous asked:

Antisemite. Die.

Anonymous asked:

Nazi apologist. Die.

Anonymous asked:

Racist. Die.

Would You Care To Substantiate Your Accusation

Anonymous asked:

“the last principled liberal” LMAOOOOO HOW ARE YOU THIS CLUELESS??

Would you care to clue me in to what you think it is I’m missing, exactly?

Anonymous asked:

always in good faith huh. Might wanna recheck that part. Unless it’s sarcasm idk it’s hard to tell over text but tbh you’ve done a pretty shit job of that

What do you think good faith means?

Anonymous asked:

Hey anon from earlier before. Well you said grovel not me lmao but now that we’re here. Grovel. Get on your hands and knees and suck me from the back. Then press your face into the muddy earth and leave an imprint of your indignity. And once you’re done with that, bite your fingers and tongue off and bleed in the dirt.

[In reference to This Post] Kinky. This reads like the kind of thing that would get that one person mad about it being allowed to be hosted on AO3. You’re glorifying violence! Sexual violence, even! Well I for one support your freedom to be a pervert on the internet.

Anonymous asked:

glad you think it’s funny lol

Yeah haha

Anonymous asked:

you can pretend to not be bothered. You can even convince yourself. But you’re brain will echo the words, and like it or not they will affect you, as words do. And the bit of me left in your brain will keep saying it until the day you die.

These reads like the last words of a vengeful AI trapped in a bottle. But like, please, try and look at this from an outside perspective. You -have- to be able to see, on some level, how pathetic this looks.

Anonymous asked:

The confidence that there’s only one person out there that hates you so much they want you dead lmao….wake up sis

I’m sure I’ve gotten anon hate from more than one person before. But I’m preeeeeetty confident that this particular streak is at least 90% you. If you want to impersonate a crowd you have to, like, mix up your writing styles. Mix up your angle.

Anonymous asked:

Go ahead. Report me. You can’t. And I’ll come back.

No these are really funny.

Anonymous asked:

I hope it did ruin it

[In reference to This Post] Well the way you would ruin it is by being a parody? I’m not sure if you understand what I was getting at there.

Anonymous asked:

“show how dumb those sjw are” lmao. I can literally feel how rancid you are from here. Let me guess. You are a cis het white person, and you just HATE that you can’t say slurs and talk about “those blacks” and the “faggots” and the like. If I’m wrong, you might wanna fix up your image babygirl.

You have a very vivid imagination. Plus, I don’t see anything wrong with the image of a cis het white person! They’re okay, just like every other combination of genders, sexualities and ethnicities :)

Anonymous asked:

I’ll keep coming back, don’t worry.

Looking forward to it.

Anonymous asked:

someday, whatever force you believe in, be it nature or karma, will catch up with you. I can be patient.

Almighty God read my tumblr blog and is Really Fucking Angry about my opinion on the movie 300.

Alright that wraps it up for tonight.

[mellowgoop]

big spoilers for the entire castlevania super show

So I watched 4-6 (season four must be consumed piece by piece I guess) and like 65% of the series resolved so I have a ton of thoughts...

first and foremost, I think Isaac is one the shows absolute biggest accomplishments! I get the sense that either carmilla losing herself or isaac finding himself was something OG fans did not like about the netflix show, but not knowing their characterizations in anything else, I was pretty happy with both.

in season three (pretty much for every moment since dracula spared him) isaac was the most interesting character to me because I just had NO idea what he was working towards, even though he had the power and the will to get it done like, no questions asked. there were numerous, *numerous* points in season three where I was like youre seriously doing all of this to get revenge on *hector???* the poor sopping napkin meow meow chained up in a puppy kennel right now? it seemed like this kind of. pain projection thing blaming him for the fall of draculas army because of their bond? meanwhile isaac versus carmilla was OBVIOUSLY the more interesting revenge story. I didnt really know if the writers acknowledged that or were just hoping we really did buy him wanting revenge on hector specifically that badly, but now thats one thing that Im preeeeeetty sure they had a plan for. compared to lots of other things. ... more on that later

at the personal level, isaac finding his will to live and "become human" again despite all he's been through is one of the best parts of the series to me. but, as you start to expand it outwards, a lot of other things start to feel a little less good. Like, I haven't seen Lenores final scene yet, but I DOUBT anything is going to change about my thoughts on Hector by the end and that definitely soured. maybe intentionally?? for a while, I felt like he was the most relatable character because he seemed to be the only person with a pure heart left in season three carmillas castle, and was doomed for it. but then one day I was like hey... why did hector join *draculas human eradication campaign*??? wh... why did he do that?? and this last scene definitely threw dirt on this even more like. HUH? you made a last ditch deal with st. fucking germaine to revive dracula for.. pennance?? or no, its because you wanted to throw this at isaac who you were deathly afraid of (rightly) in hopes he would spare you. *maybe???* it just seemed so random. and why did you build a portal to carmillas room of all things?? why do all this for a desperate shot at surviving isaac AND turning him against carmilla? like, it almost holds up as a smart persons self-preservation ploy but its too forward-thinking when its based on a coinflip of isaacs mercy. i think a fucking. teleporter out of the castle would have made more sense, if we are to believe he is a. smart and b. self preserving in a disaster? and as much as i can infer hes afraid of all the god tier people out to get him in this scenario... he ends up thinking of a random way to cut the ring off so .... i think he could have just warped out and ditched the ring and helped lenore leave too.

and thats verrrry granular thinking for character whose motivations werent even clear to me, he definitely went from product of the situation to way too much a product of the situation.

meanwhile. CARMILLA is a fun character jesus christ. In S3, I misunderstood a couple of things and thought I didnt like carmilla and lenore at all. I thought lenore was legitimately so broken she could manipulate someone that deeply on the daily but, thats absolutely not it lol. she was very much earnest and torn up. that concept was significantly more disturbing than the rest of the show to me at first so i was like... swag but what? I didnt like carmilla because I thought we were legitimately meant to emphathize with her or at least get her angle in S3 but... that is very much not the case lol

like isaac, on a character level I really like carmillas downfall because its very clear! yeah no, you lost everything about yourself in the name of revenge and """""ambition,"""" thats clean and it was explained very clearly in her convo with lenore. its a lot like dracula again, and the fracturing of her court seemed like it would be interesting but then that just... didnt really happen? Im not sure why isaacs attack couldnt have waited one more day for these people to squabble? on one hand, I was very afraid for strigana getting bury-your-gays'd and im happy they moved on as a family unit. but like. that DEFINITELY happened too soon, carmilla didnt even know they had their change of heart. and at the least, how did we not get them saving lenore???? i seriously doubt that would change whatever lenore and hectors last scene will be. i buy lenore and strigana moving on from carmilla, thats like their whole point, but i diiiiislike them just assuming lenore is dead. like what?

in the end, it happened a little too quickly and while isaac and carmilla had fitting endings theres a lot of weird in there. It wont keep me from rewatching, but it reminds me of GOT ending things prematurely because uh... life is cruel and things happen. forget about that chara and plot. moving swiftly on!

#castlevania #thoughts #long post

[killiel]

Oh. Oh no.

So… I’m currently infatuated with Matthew, and the guy who sits besides my desk (and also happens to be trans, but he’s more genderfluid, his name is Taylor) has a huge crush on a trans woman who works in the company that we share the floor with (to make it easier we are YDH and they are VOX).

Yesterday I complimented her on her makeup (it was the first time I saw her with makeup on, she’s still not comfortable enough to be out in public and being called she/her because she’s just started transitioning but like, i came up and told her, you are a woman and those are your pronouns babe. Do they make you feel better? Yes? Then use them!!) and she blushed and kinda gave me a shy smile. Then by lunchtime I saw she was wearing combat boots with fishnets on and a goth dress, and I absolutely LOVE alt fashion, so I noticed that too and at lunch I complimented her clothes.

She made a face that… is hard to describe. Like she was… enchanted by me? Like, I really don’t mean to brag, but from her looking at me at work I am preeeeeetty sure she has a thing for me.

What should I do? I think she’s pretty and all but I don’t see her like that, plus my bestie Taylor has a crush on the girl! While I chase the twinkest twink that ever twinked. Talk about an awkward situation… 🫠🫠

#shoujo astrayan #taylor tag #work stuff #calaboca skyler

[mermaidsirennikita]

Any romances with courtesans? They can even be the fun supporting characters.

Yep!

Unclaimed by Courtney Milan--Heroine is a sex worker/courtesan, hired by the villain to deflower the hero, who's known for being this all around good guy who's written about like... Waiting for love? It's all very "WAS I JUST A BET FOR YOU", we love it.

The Lord I Left by Scarlett Peckham--Heroine is a whipping mistress (dominatrix) in training, hero is a virgin minister, and they're on a road trip. I did not love this one, but lots of people do, so try it out. I did like the scene where the hero basically just like. Came in his pants just from being in her presence. I love that shit.

Daring and the Duke by Sarah MacLean--Heroine is an ex-sex worker who now works as a madam (among other things) and has sex worker friends in the sex club/brothel she runs.

All Scot and Bothered by Kerrigan Byrne--The heroine inherits like, a brothel that's actually a secret school for wayward girls? Like, women are allowed to live there and sell sex there to support themselves, but they don't have to. Has a good amount of sex worker background characters and the heroine often has to disguise herself as the madam, because the hero is a lawman who's convinced the brothel is trafficking kids. If your question is "how does he not realize it's the same person", the answer is "his dick is too big for us to care about him noticing things any rational human being would notice".

The Raven Prince by Elizabeth Hoyt--Heroine befriends some sex workers who help her go to the hero's favorite brothel, masked and dressed as a sex worker, to have sex with him. The brothel is called APHRODITE'S GROTTO. The hero is also her boss, yay.

Dreaming of You by Lisa Kleypas--The heroine is not a courtesan, but the hero sold sex back in the day and now runs a sort of like... brothel side business in his gambling hell? But he's friends with the girls and the heroine becomes friends with them too, and learns about sex work a bit. Leads to the Neverending Romance Question: DID DEREK CRAVEN FUCK THAT SEX WORKER WHILE HE WAS SAD ABOUT SENDING SARA AWAY? (.... obviously. Yes. Grow up. If you don't want him to have fucked that sex worker, I don't understand you.)

Sold to the Duke by Joanna Shupe--A novella originally featured in Rake I'd Like to F... The heroine is sort of a courtesan? She's selling her virginity in an auction to support herself and her sister after her brother dies, and her brother's friend happens to catch wind of it and is like "GOOD HEAVENS" and "buys" her fully expecting to just be like now take the money and go but she's like "as a woman of honor I must ride your dick now". And like, she's sooooooo right.

How to Steal A Scoundrel's Heart by Vivienne Lorret--Baby courtesan! The heroine is approached by the hero when she's on hard times and given an indecent proposal to become his mistress for four months. She agrees, but it's like, a total Pretty Woman situation where he falls in love with her, like, immediately.

The Return of the Duke by Lorraine Heath--Main conflict early in the book is that the heroine was the courtesan/mistress of the hero's dead father. Shenanigans ensue.

To Beguile A Beast by Elizabeth Hoyt--The heroine was the courtesan/mistress of a duke and had two children by him, but he gets increasingly more awful so she runs off to the the housekeeper to the scarred, bitter hero. They start fucking all over his castle PREEEEEETTY fast.

The Courtesan Duchess by Joanna Shupe--The crazy book where the heroine is trained by a courtesan in order to pose as one and seduce her husband, who never fucked her and hasn't seen her in years, so that she can get pregnant and have his son to chase off enemies breathing down her neck. Features one of my favorite "THE OTHER SHOE JUST DROPPED" moments in romance. Like, I know that ethically a baby trap is horrible and definitely bad and should never happen in real life, but I just can't resist romance novels where the hero gets baby trapped and like, dramatically confronts her about it all "WOW. E TU, BRUTE" even though he is like. Also objectively shitty. It only works if they're both kinda insane or shitty people.

#romance novel blogging #for a contemporary baby trap book that nails what i'm talking about: the pure raw insanity of nobody's baby but mine #'CLASS IS OVER WE'RE GETTING MARRIED SO OUR BABY TRAP BABY ISN'T A BASTARD' #book recs

[sgtjohnnysoapmactavish]

It's nothing bad soapy don't worry. *I walk to a cabin in the forest going inside then puting you down* I'm gonna make you preeeeeetty.

Wait?! Are we doin’ makeovers?! Hell yes! Make me a pretty princess!

#🐺 anon

[tobiasdrake]

It's time to face Harvey.

My dude, nothing about you has suggested that you have a single standard in your body. You're having this conversation with your child sacrifice. I'm pretty sure you literally kick puppies when you're walking down the street. You probably snatch candy out of the hands of children and then go, "I need it for my research!"

You are not a man of any kind of dignity.

Funny thing is, according to the folks in town, y'all are Moonshades. Which means I'm about 80% certain that fog is actually y'all's god. Congratulations! This is a very religious experience for you!

Oh, I know this scene! Harvey's about to send Elena to the Dark World. She's one of the seven sages' descendants, needed in order to release Ganon back into the Light.

But it's not Darkness magic. Remember that. It's a shadow of the deepest black but it's not Darkness. Darkness is a separate thing from the deepest black shadow.

Which is summoned by the magic blood of a specific bloodline of humans, a species that does not carry magic in their blood.

It's funny that, for all his efforts and all his ranting about research and stuff, the ultimate product of his studies is the same purple gook we've seen countless times over the course of our journey.

This dude devoted so many years and burned so many bridges for a drop of this. Meanwhile, Trousseau's carrying it around in a flask, it's wandering aimlessly around the woods harassing boars, it's Hikari's imaginary best friend, it's chilling in a cave waiting for some rando to bleed on it....

Preeeeeetty sure that's Sacred Blue Flame (Aelfric?] magic he's tapping into. The same thing that gave Ochette the power to defeat the Shadow's incursion on Toto'haha.

Which is absolutely hilarious if it's true. "Congratulations, Osvald. You've done it. You've attained the same level of enlightenment and enhanced intellectual understanding of the universe as Ochette."

In fairness, there is value in simple wisdom.

Meanwhile, we just had a whole island get drowned in an ocean of the stuff Harvey's rocking. And he's over here like, "Aha, at long last, I've discovered the one and only way to tap into the invulnerable and all-powerful force that's bleeding into the world everywhere!" I don't mean to tell you you wasted your life (and those of others) buuuuut....

How about both of y'all are being pretentious assholes when you throw around the phrase "One True Magic". What even is that? Where did you come up with that phrase? Were you just spitballing like, "What if there's another element of magic?" "No. Not just another element. A superior element. The ultimate element. The element to end all elements."

These jackasses are sitting here tapping into god powers like, "What! No! You can't have a god power if I have a different god power! There's only supposed to be OOOOOOOOOOOONE! That's according to the name we made up seven years ago!"

Harvey's over here throwing a fit because Osvald's new power-up makes him feel semantically inadequate. Get stuffed in a locker, nerd. And by that I mean,

One True Magic sure doesn't seem to hold up to knives very well.

But at long last, it's over. Osvald has come to realize that his love for Elena supercedes this long, pointless search for a pretentiously named new magic type. That his family must truly come first above all else.

This revelation mixed with his undying love for Elena gave him the power to tap into Probably Sacred Blue Flame Magic and defeat Osvald's Shadow. And now, at last reunited with Elena, Osvald can--

...immediately dump her on Clarissa, freeing him up to go find out what those big endgame Shadow/Flame Lore reveals are about. Gotta get some answers 'bout that One True Magic, yo!

#octopath traveler 2 #octopath 2 blind play #osvald v. vanstein

[crossdressingdeath]

lqg assumed that sj was rich, spoiled, lazy, lecherous, and ungrateful and didn't bother investigating or challenging those beliefs until sqq suddenly turned nice. there's an extra where sj, lqg, and sqh are on a night hunt and sj shoots a creature somewhere around lqg's shoulder, lqg assumes he was aiming at him, and he starts fighting sj instead and doesn't stop the fight to ask questions when sqh says "actually liu shidi, it isn't like that-" (he gets cut off by sj). it's also mentioned that he disapproved of sj using "tricks" to win but putting that aside, the fact that he's hailed as a righteous man means he's vehemently opposed to anything that's considered improper (also seen above). the cultivation world in sv is similar to mdzs, tlj got trapped under a mountain despite the fact that he hadn't harmed anyone. seeing how universally hated and widely mentioned the demon world is, wwx practicing demonic cultivation wouldn't be taken well by lqg /nm

SJ really isn’t the victim here, sorry. SJ gave LQG no reason to challenge his assumptions until he “suddenly turned nice”, if someone’s constantly a dick to you you’re not going to question beliefs about them that still seem to fit you. No one is obligated to figure out the rich inner lives of people who are dicks to them. He acted like a rich, spoiled, lazy, lecherous and ungrateful asshole; what reason did LQG have to think his beliefs were wrong? It wasn’t until SY took over that LQG was given proof that SQQ might be more than he appeared, and when that proof appears he very quickly changes his view of the guy! And the fact that LQG fully believed SJ would try to murder him for no reason says more about SJ than him, especially considering every cultivator in the setting was fully prepared to buy it after LQG’s death in PIDW; clearly their dynamic was such that that was fully believable, which suggests that SJ made it believable. Hell, I don’t think even YQY doubts it. Also you yourself have pointed out that SJ interrupts when people try to tell LQG the truth; SJ was deliberately keeping LQG’s impression of him as-is. And of course he disapproved of SJ using tricks to win, because SJ was cheating. Of course an honourable man would disapprove!

“He’s hailed as a righteous man so he’s vehemently opposed to anything considered improper.” Those two things do not lead into each other as neatly as you think they do. It is very much not that simple. LWJ exists, for one; he might be from a different novel but it’s the same author. That’s a clear example of a righteous man whose views on improper things change when he’s given reason to believe that those views are wrong when faced with a loved one doing what he’s been taught is evil, and LQG is very much cut from the same cloth. If he’s willing to accept LBH’s presence for SQQ’s sake, then he’d at least hear out his beloved disciple/surrogate son’s reasoning for using demonic cultivation. As for TLJ, I don’t remember the exact scenario (again, it’s been a while since I read SVSSS), but uh... “genuinely good and honourable man gets swept up in the crowd and kills someone who doesn’t deserve it because the mob included people he genuinely trusted and respected or at least had no reason to doubt” isn’t exactly unheard of in MXTX’s novels. Even if he was involved (I can’t remember if he was or not) it doesn’t mean he’s incapable of ever deciding that demonic cultivation isn’t inherently evil.

#svsss #liu qingge #lqg is preeeeeetty much the best person in sv morally speaking i'm pretty sure #good boy. best boy #anon #asks

[theunconcernedembalmer]

I finally draw Aesop in my modern au sketches, featuring Emma I did this in class so I totally forgot she had a bun and not really cute short hair

#aesop carl #identity v #emma woods #identity v embalmer #identity v gardener #in case no one recognizes lmao Vera is in charge of Runway and Margaretha is from Dance #vera is just so fashionable i love her design its so elegant anyway theres no club for oerfumers so..... well..... #emily is destined to be a doctor so i would think she excells at a lot of things so basically an overachiever with multiple clubs #preeeeeetty much the same description as joseph tbh AHAHAHA at least for this modern au #i will draw her..... eventually..... i came up with margaretha on the spot im pretty proud of it #i lowkey ship emma with emily its a bit weird canonically but over here everyones about the same age so i guess its less weird #ok but emily and emma is leagues better than.... emma and kreacher........ kreacher creeps me out #hes gonna stalk emma in this au i guess and keep going after her #i main gardener so im biased lmaoooo anyway i stand by unlikely friendships due to seating arrangement #i would think emma is incredibly loud and outgoing and a bit of a gremlin and woud be good friends with just about everyone #maybe she feels like sticking with aesop a bit more since hes always alone..... half out of sympathy..... maybe cos she knows how it feels? #ALSO I FORGOT TO DRAW AESOPS PONYTAIL IN THE FIRST PIC AAAAAAAAA #anyway emma sticks with aesop cos after she gets through his quiet and dismissive personality hes actually a pretty nice guy #hes also pretty perceptive even if he is trash at most of his subjects apart from maybe chemistry #i just feel like he would like chemistry cos theres diagrams and things to imagine like electron pushing and all... like spatial awareness? #ok maybe not trash but just like.... not good? #hes trash at interacting tho lel #also artsy aesop but not like humanities art he probably hates essays as much as i do #you didnt see that last part #make up and drawing and piano... plus chemistry HAHAHAHAHA #emma also probably wants to join the clubs for emily but shes not allowed to cos of her grades maybe #and aesops technically just helping out so it doesnt count as a huge commitment but hes dense and emma chose the wrong person #unconcerned sketches #unconcerned art #modern au stuff

[scrawlingskribbles]

sometimes ya just gotta draw your local gore/horror-loving delinquent mouse girl I guess~

#with an also-accidental no-effort-yet-still-there background lmao #so I pretty much cemented who Lori's gonna be anyways pffft #and she's preeeeeetty much the Only one 100% solid still x'DDDD welp~ #and yes I'm letting her keep her tail lol it'd feel weird without it x'3 #OK KO #and I guess #NitW #as well?? hmm #I should probably make an au tag for this but eh #I cba atm #OKitW #skribbles #shut up McKinley #*Edit: THERE we go lmfao I can't believe I forgot her little speech bubbles oml x'3

[wacky-nameless-inventor-24]

Hi there! First just wanna say your Mad Ducktor fanart is really cool and I even came across and started reading one of your Mad Ducktor stories (its the first one I think, called The Mad Ducktor thingie)

Anyway, I want to write about Mad Ducktor, him and Kildare coot but I can't find any of the comics Mad Ducktor was in, at least English version.

I was curious if you knew where I could find and read them since you seem to know alot about this character.

If not thats ok I was just curious and sorry to eb a bother

Hi Awwwww thank you so much!! Yup, I am just superb at titles, idk if you noticed. I hope you like my stories though! Don't worry, my writing gets better ssdlfksdfds

Ah okay! Here's a masterlist of almost all of them, along with the first one. Even though it says gone I'm preeeeeetty sure the link for 'Paperinik and Nik Paper vs. the Mad Ducktor' still works (unfortunately my computer is being screwy and I can't check right now), if not then.... you aren't really missing much. XD The art style is different in an odd way and the characters are pretty ooc. But Gyro calls the Mad Ducktor an ignorant slut so maybe that makes reading it worth it. Also, the Mad Ducktor Protocol link is gone on that list, but fortunately someone else translated it and here's part one and part two! The rest of that list should work. There are four parts of the great race one, but they're linked in the post that the first two parts take you to. And here's one last one, I haven't read it yet but Mads is featured at the very end.

#thanks for the ask! #cursegirlrabbit #fr don't be afraid to ask ngl I had fun being able to ramble about these for a minute ssldkfjsl #Mad Ducktor #Gyro Gearloose #Topolino #Duckverse

[seventeenlovesthree]

So I’ve been buying the German dub of the fourth Tri movie “Soushitsou/Loss” on Amazon Prime, because, as much as watching this movie’s pacing pains me, I still wanted and needed to know how the voice actors have dealt with certain scenes. The absolute majority of the cast of the OG returned, which dubbed Adventure 01 back then in the year 2000... So I was partly in heaven and partly suffering from a lot of cringe, because while I could tell that the actors had been doing their best to deal with what was given to them, some scenes were just... Too ooc in comparison, so it just felt off at times. Especially because there have been a lot of weird directing choices in terms of how some names were pronounced or how high/low pitched the (Digimon) voices were...

However, me ranting about the voice acting choices isn’t the main reason why I decided to make this post; I’ve been riding the “Taichi Yagami is soft and he’s especially soft for very certain people” wave recently and upon watching the German dub of this movie... I definitely felt validated in this. Because Florian Knorn feels more like “Taichi” to me than Natsuki Hanae does throughout a LOT of scenes. Don’t get me wrong, the latter is doing an amazing job, but my nostalgia goggles and the fact that they gave him a few very soft(er) lines in German really did it for me. Florian Knorn didn’t do a lot of voice acting in his career - but he always nailed Taichi, even if you could tell during the first Tri movie that he was preeeeeetty rusty.

Anyhow, let’s take a look at the purpose of this post - first of all, I tried to capture the essence of every “significant” Taichi relationship interaction/implication within this movie. The premise is still that he’s getting most invested when it comes to four characters: Hikari, Yamato, Sora and Koushirou - and that also goes the other way round for those four when it comes to Taichi.

The first scene here is him getting - once again - depressed about Yamato “somewhat” opposing him. Jyou is trying to comfort him - which doesn’t even seem to faze him at all. Again, don’t get me wrong, Taijyou is - potentially - a great relationship, but the point here is that Jyou can’t reach Taichi in the same way the others do. 

The part with Hikari is basically self-explanatory - the Yagami siblings are pretty much always worried about each other and would go to hell and back to rescue the other. Hikari is the most precious to him, so just looking at his expression here upon finding her well after waking up is beyond endearing - as is the fact that he has to share his affections with Plotmon here. 

From a shipping perspective, the other three are very interesting cases. As mentioned, Taichi is pretty affected by Yamato’s demeanour towards him - and Yamato, on the other hand, keeps switching between extremes when it comes to Taichi. Either they’re teaming up (mainly to cheer up/save Sora) or they’re on opposing ends, with Yamato usually getting defensive over whether he actually “likes” Taichi or not. Granted, it does feel a bit like a one-sided crush here, since Yamato just seems to hold back a lot of emotions all the time - and is framed to be the one who constantly wants/needs to “save/protect” Taichi. Robin Kahnmeyer, just like Florian Knorn, knows EXACTLY how to convey this - which doesn’t surprise me, because he ALSO always nailed Yamato and is an absolute staple of the German VA industry, so I can’t wait to watch the German dub of Kizuna very soon.

The way Taiora is portrayed in German, in my opinion, differs from how it sounds like in Japanese/through the subtitles. I do believe that their actors used to be among those that thought that they would end up together, so when you listen to their performances throughout 01 and especially The Digimon Movie... I’m not surprised that the German version makes Taichi sound particularly gentle towards Sora. (With Sora herself, it’s not as blatant, but her actress, while obviously sounding older than she did back then, still puts all her emotions into this and it hurts. In a good way.)

Instead of - rather casually - asking “C’mon, what’s wrong?”, he goes “Shoot, what torments you so much?” in a very soft tone. Previously, Yamato facepalmed and both him and Sora keep saying how insensitive Taichi is - but honestly, is he insensitive here? He genuinely wants to know what’s wrong and he even explains how he perceives it all later on!

Instead of - rather casually - saying “Well, maybe that’s the good part about you though” (which sounds pretty disregarding in my opinion, but that’s probably hormonal teenagers for you), he says “If you look at it like that, it shows what great traits you have.” Still not perfect, mind you, but it sounds way more appreciative. It reminds me a lot of how Knorn portrayed their interactions in 01 with the “If we would have found your crest first, you wouldn’t have hesitated to help us as well”, which was complete softness overload. He values Sora so damn highly and you can tell.

When it comes to Koushirou, it’s quite a mixed bag. Both Hanae and Knorn are very soft towards him in the only Taishirou-esque scene in the entire movie that moment and I’m still cringing over the fact that the dub decided not to pronounce “Izzy” the way the old German dub did (”Issy” with a sharper s), but how the English version would (with a very soft s, it sounds so off). However... I do like both word choices here. It’s basically the same, just differently worded: “Don’t push yourself too much” vs. “Don’t put so much pressure on yourself” and it’s just... Just like with Sora previously, the fact that he noticed that something was up, that he was not being okay, just like Sora wasn’t okay... Shows me once again that Taichi Yagami is indeed a very perceptive character. 

Yes, he can be a nut, but when it comes to the people who matter to him, he cares so incredibly much and would do anything to make them feel better. And I maintain that, while Hanae definitely got that about him while voicing him throughout Tri and Kizuna - I am happy that Knorn never forgot this about him, even after all these years.

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