#and many people don't like him the way they dont like spiders. the way people harm and attack or straight up avoid him

[boarcide]

There is something so good about Akutagawa--a very much feared, boogeyman like figure (even amongst his own men) in Yokohama because of his violence, bloodlust, and steadfast loyalty to a violent criminal organization such as the Port Mafia--given biblical angel symbolism

I don't know, something something about someone whose beauty is so incomprehensible and terrifying to most. He's not physically ugly, he's not--he's beautiful, the type of beautiful that almost feel as if he's not a real person, like he's a mirage, or a painting. But he's beautiful not like those renaissance cherubs and lovely looking maidens for angels, but more like the biblical angels with their beauty beyond mortal grasp, the beauty that brings fear and revulsion towards whoever sees them because they cannot comprehend it. Coming across him makes you understand why angels say, "Be not afraid" when they reveal themselves to mortals. An incomprehensible beauty that very few can keep looking at. A dangerous feat, literally and metaphorically.

(This isn't only with his physical appearance either--for someone who is constantly beaten down both by canon and by the fandom for being "simple", he is a terrifying bundle of different aspects that contradict each other. Like a super machine you open up and you see the intricate criss crossing of wires and bolts that hold it together. He's a mess of nerves and feelings and experiences so profound, so horrific, that you don't know where to start with him. To uncoil him and see him truly bare is almost impossible. Where does he end and the roots that connect him to the earth begin?)

Something about Akutagawa being an angel, a being created entirely to follow the will of "God", obey their every word. Unwavering loyalty to their master while singing praise. Acting entirely on the order of their master--wing always dipped in blood for his sake. A weapon of "heaven' that brings destruction to those who oppose "God" and be one of the many upon which "God" rests upon.

(Almost everything Akutagawa does is for the sake of the Port Mafia, taking orders from the "master" (boss) himself. Willingness and obedience and loyalty repeatedly exploited and used, everything he has done as one of the high ranking leaders handling most of the Mafia's dirty work playing a part so Mori's throne stays high.)

Something about comparing Akutagawa to a certain archangel, finding repulsion in "God"'s cherished creation, the inferiority that came with being "less" to "mankind", and the painful fall from grace to the deepest pits of despair when he confronts the being that created him, molded him, and then condemn him. And to his humiliation, mankind, for centuries, condemns him too.

(He can't be compared to Lucifer, God's most beloved angel. Maybe Dazai did value him, but it doesn't matter, does it? because the difference between the two is that one was cherished and one never was. However, you can compare the rage and humiliation Akutagawa felt towards Atsushi--for obtaining Dazai's approval and affection with no effort, no proper control over his skill or any seemingly differentiating quality-- to Lucifer's refusal to bow down to humanity--a creation inherently imperfect and lackluster, with not the qualities of angels. And as a result? Disgraced. Both by the creator and by ones that held their creator's favor. )

Something about Akutagawa being an angel--someone whose presence means nothing pleasant to those he appears before. A reaper of sorts, responsible for taking life and for souls to see the afterlife (killing both as an order and an act of mercy, for he despises torture and meaningless suffering). A guardian angel watching over "mankind" from afar, where he is not aware and saving him from certain death at his own expense.

There's just something so appealing about depicting Akutagawa--a fearsome, ruthless, and bloodthirsty mafioso, a boogeyman to his own men--as an angel, be it of death, of mercy, a destroying angel-- whatever anyone wants to see him as and use him for.

#ryuunosuke akutagawa #akutagawa ryuunosuke #bsd akutagawa #bungo stray dogs akutagawa #character analysis #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #this post was brought to you by delulu gang #I just love akutagawa I love how despite how monstrous his actions are he looks almost angelic while doing it #maybe not angelic is the conventional sense but what is an angelic abomination if not an angel #ive said he's beautiful the way a spider is beautiful and its true #its much more accurate in a sense: he's all long limbs #cloaked in black #eyes too big and eerie #and many people don't like him the way they dont like spiders. the way people harm and attack or straight up avoid him #he's like a spider that had been crushed under the sole of your heels until he pops #but he is equally an angelic beauty; equally as divine as he is grotesque and horrifying #he is ultimately incomprehensible to most people. those who don't bother to look deeper at him #Even those who do “know” him do not know his heart. Dazai may know what he wants and how he works but he does not know his heart #anyways good morning America

[liliacamethyst]

I briefly expressed the idea of Miguel finding out his partner is pregnant in this imagine, and I can’t help but wonder about the possibility of Miguel finding out this way (just as angsty in my opinion).

Another alternate universe Drabble:

Your heart races as you swing through the city, the wind whipping past your face. You are exhilarated by the adrenaline that comes with being a superhero. You’ve always felt like you belonged in the skies, protecting the people who trust you.

But something feels different today. You’re more cautious, more protective, and it’s not just because of yourself. There’s someone else involved. The thought makes your heart swell. You recently found out you’re a few weeks pregnant, and the thought of being a parent excites you. But you’re also scared. You don’t know how Miguel will react, considering his past.

As you land on the rooftop, you notice Jessica Drew waiting for you. Your nausea catches up with you as you double over.

“Jessica Drew, you breathe a word of this to anyone and I will kill you with my bare hands,” you whisper fiercely through clenched teeth.

“How can you when you're throwing up every five minutes?” she retorts. At your wince, she huffs out a breath. “You gotta tell him, at the very least.”

You take a deep breath, nodding slightly. Before you can answer her, your spider-sense tingles and your head snaps up. From the corner of your eye, you see a figure cloaked in shadows zooming toward you and Jessica. You recognize him immediately – it's the Vulture.

"Jessica, look out!" you shout as you push her out of the way. The Vulture’s sharp talons miss her by inches.

You don't waste a moment, shooting webbing to pull yourself towards him. As you close in on the Vulture, you exchange blows, his claws trying to find purchase while your punches land solidly.

Meanwhile, Jessica joins in, and you both engage in a fierce battle above the city. The buildings become blurry as you fight, your focus narrowing down to the Vulture’s relentless attacks.

At one point you see an opening. Your instincts tell you to go for it. But just as you lunge forward, the Vulture spins and his wing catches you in the abdomen. The force sends you hurling toward a building. You try to shoot a web, but the pain is too much.

Jessica catches you before you hit the ground and lays you down gently. She’s saying something but the world is growing dark. You reach for your abdomen.

"Please.. protect my baby," you whisper before everything goes black.

-

As you slowly regain consciousness, a sterile scentfills your senses. Your body feels heavy and a dull ache resonates through your abdomen. Your heart clenches as the memory of the battle rushes back and you instinctively move a hand to your belly.

Soft murmurs float around you and you blink your eyes open to see Lyla beside you. Her holographic form is displaying medical data in front of Miguel, who is pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back and a deep, angry frown on his face.

"...stable, but she must exercise caution due to early stages of pregnancy..." Lyla's words cut through the fog in your head, and your breath catches.

Miguel freezes, his gaze snapping to Lyla then to you. His expression crumbles as he takes in what Lyla just said.You slowly push yourself into a sitting position, your hand still protectively over your belly. Your eyes lock with Miguel's, his eyes widen with disbelief.

"You... We... Is this...?" Miguel stammers, his voice barely above a whisper.

You give him a simple nod.

"But...how? How did this happen?" His voice is choked.

"Miguel, listen to me," you start, your voice steady yet just a little bit above a whisper, "You don’t have to... This isn’t an obligation.I dont expect anything from you. I can raise this child alone. I..."

But before you can finish, Miguel leans in, pressing his lips against yours, effectively silencing your rambling. It’s a gentle yet passionate kiss filled with so many unsaid emotions and promises.

I loved this idea, and I really hope this is what you were looking for 💜

#miguel x you #miguel o hara #spider man 2099 #miguel ohara imagine

[igotanidea]

Christmas market : TASM! Peter x reader

Christmas bingo day 3 : christmas market

***

Christmas market in new York was, hands down, one of the best in the world. At least that was what Peter kept on telling his girlfriend, while nearly dragging her to it. Y/n was not the greatest fan of spending time in the crowd of people, due to her shyness and a bit of social anxiety, but had to relent when he gave her that pretty begging smile. How could she possibly say no to the friendly neighbourhood Spiderman after all.

Besides, after spending an hour circling around the stalls and looking at all those Christmas decoration, she slowly started to change her mind and getting into the Christmas spirit. All to Peter's amusement, especially when she absentmindedly started humming a Christmas song coming from the speakers.

"What?" She chuckled biting on her chocolate covered strawberry "you wanted me to have fun, wish granted."

"You're so out of tune!" he grinned fixing her scarf making sure she was not cold and the simplicity and care coming from this gesture made her eyes sparkle at him. But there was no way she was going to let him win this one.

"oh, I'm out of tune now? And who are you to judge me, bugboy? Vivaldi?"

"nah, I'm just the boyfriend, who heard you singing under the shower enough times to actually get an opinion".

"hey! What happened to friendly neighbourhood spi-?"

Before she could finish the sentence he leaned forward and kissed her making it impossible to reveal his secret identity. And, knowing how sensitive Peter was with keeping it on the DL, she might have done this on purpose.

"you'll be the death of me y/n" he pulled back after a while but still keeping her in his protective embrace. It was like the world around them stopped existing for a while as they both got lost in each other's eyes.

"Don't worry, not gonna happen. You got enough villains coming at you as it is. However, while we're on the subject of risking lifes- how about we take a ride on the wheel? Id love to see the city panorama from up there" she looked up at the night sky illuminated by the stars.

"actually I got a better idea..."

***

A few minutes later they were swinging in the air on Peter's spiderweb. Y/n closed her eyes, grabbing onto him with one hand, clutching her cap with the other, barely holding back from screaming. She should have been used to this form of transportation by this time but it always made her want to throw up. Especially since he never gave her a warning, just scooping her up in his arms and taking off like a freaking fly and not a spider.

"dont worry y/n. Not letting you fall." Peter said his voice distorted by the mask. "besides, you said you wanted to see the city panorama, didn't you?" He laughed as they landed keeping hands on her waist preventing her from getting dizzy and falling down.

"And you took that as a hint to show off." She scoffed struggling to find the balance even despite his firm grip. "I wanted to have some Christmas atmosphere but it didn't mean swinging by the rooftops and - oh!"

She stopped abruptly when Peter grabbed her chin softly and turned her head to the side of the Christmas market below them.

Multicoloured lights everywhere, crowd of people walking in many different directions, Christmas music that could be heard even up high, ice rink, wheel and the huge christmas tree sparkling in the dark really did bring up a Christmas atmosphere. And Peter knew she liked the view from here much more than she would appreciate it from the carousel.

"show off..." She muttered again raising on her tiptoes and pecking his cheek causing him to grin like a teenager in love.

"hey did you get me that -?"

"i did. You couldn't be more obvious"

Of course he had an hidden agenda, when he made her walk past the same gift stall four times in fifteen minutes talking about the gift choosing and how much easier it would be to actually be told what the bestowed person wanted. So yes, it was pretty easy to take the hint.

"can I get my present now then?" Peter asked with eyes glistening with excitement

"here" she leaned forward and kissed him again.

"not that I'm complaining but--"

"not before Christmas eve"

"but y/n!!"

"with great power comes great responsibility." She laughed

"what does that have to do with -?"

"I hold power over your heart so I'm responsible for the even distribution of the gifts. Kiss for now, package for later."

"

#spider man x reader #peter parker x reader #tasm!peter x reader #tasm!peter x you #tasm!peter fluff #spiderman fluff #christmas bingo

[shokiren]

hi! i was wondering if u can do a spiderman!reader x osamu? where the reader is like kinda popular and like rly pretty? n osamu and her have a moment where they tell each other their feelings n then osamus like “so, your that spider person, right?” and the readers js like o_o.

note: hi anon <3 i'm so sorry for being late w this request, i was just caught up w so many things the past few days. i rlly hope you are satisfied w this <3 ughhgjg i think this is really bad (i dont really write for osamu, maybe thats why)

warning: nothing. just fluff &lt;3 also not proofread

osamu knows you're way out of his league.

but, it's valentine's day, and everyone shoots their shots. everyone shoots their shot even if they know they'll miss it, and end up heartbroken.

he knows you're way out of his league because, well, you're you. you have that charm that manages to swoon everyone you meet. you are so sweet, and gentle with all the people you meet.

and just because he's been pressured into doing this by the beloved volleyball team, here he is, standing in front of the school entrance. he thinks you've already left and never even saw his letter. 

he should scram.

before he could chicken out, he hears your dainty voice. the dainty voice that makes him float in the starry night sky. but right now, he just wants to dig a hole and bury himself underneath it.

"osamu! uh, were you the one who left the letter?" you exclaimed as you came nearer and nearer. osamu only stares at you, starstruck that you even came. "uh– yeah, yeah. that was my letter." he manages to stutter out. whew, at least he didn't say something dumb.

"soo.. what did you want to talk about?" you ask, averting your gaze to anything but him. one thing he is oblivious to, is that you definitely have feelings for him. he might not notice how you shoot cupid's arrows at the back of his head in class, but rintarou definitely does. and so does everyone in your class.

"well.. i think it's obvious since i sent you such a cheesy letter on valentine's day," he lets out a breathy laugh, " i like you. i really like you." 

"i.. i like you too." you confess shyly, still looking anywhere but him. you slowly lift your head up, finally looking into his welcoming gaze. a gaze that could melt anyone.

"i have one question, though," he continues, "are you, like, that spider-person?" he finishes. his question only leaves you stunned. how could he possibly know?

"no! why would you even think that?" you defend almost immediately, like a reflex. "so, you are that spider-person. don't worry, your secret is definitely safe with me." he smiles at you.

"but.. why do you think i am the 'spider-person', is it that obvious?" you ask, your eyes staring into his, looking for a answer.

"well, if you remember, while fighting that green goblin-thing.. you saved me from falling down a building and talked for awhile with me. i could recognize your voice anywhere." osamu says.

"wow.. you can recognize my voice anywhere? guess i've got you whipped, huh?" you tease him, resting your head on his clothed chest.

"shut up."

#osamu miya x reader #osamu x reader #osamu miya fluff #osamu fluff #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #hq fluff #haikyuu #hq

[acsredstringbrigade]

Now that everyone, not just Backers and Patrons have had a chance to listen to the first episode, here are my thoughts. Note, spoilers ahead for all of TMA and the the first episode.

First, I do adore our main cast. Sam and Alice are both very entertaining, and Colin is easily going to be a fan favorite. Im unsure about the tension between Lena and Gwen, but we will see where that goes.

Second, FR3-D1 is apparently an old computer program, and clearly related to some facet of the Eye, given its abilities to snoop through the entirety of the internet and get personal information that definitely violates GDPR. Though the fact that the computers are this old, perhaps they are still analog, allowing them to get around the digital issues that were encountered in the previous podcast. Though there is some irony in an Eye based program searching through the World Wide Web for information.

Next, the added voices. The first two of the three are obviously Martin and Jon, aka Norris and Chester. The third voice, Augustus ... the only person I can think of who would have been pulled into an eye based program with them had to be Jonah. I almost wish it would have been Anabelle, and I do hope to see her later on, but with the masculine name, and a name that sounds as old-fashioned as Augustus, really couldnt be anyone else.

Then, that first incident (yes, I am calling them incidents, not statements, as they are ... distinct in important ways) was fascinating. Obviously, elements of the Corruption are laced throughout, but what fascinates me is how many other facets could be identified there. Stranger, End, Dark, and maybe Spiral. That, plus the fact that the computer can only take one code for each incident ... something is going on there, and it is something that may cause problems for our protagonists later on.

The interview between Lena and Gwen was interesting. (I will come back to this in a later post. There's a lot to unpack, but it is being overshadowed by the next point)

And finally, the incident involving RedCanary. The Canary puns are easily made, though canary in the coal mine seems to be the one they were going for, given the "Canaries dont belong underground" comment. Also, it seems as though the institute itself served as the Panopticon did in the first universe, the offices serving as the cells, and the top floor almost certainly the panopticon itself. That and the ritual down in the archives themselves was likely the place where Magnus died.

The blood stains, the symbols on the floor matching those on a carved box. And we don't know what the picture itself was of, since the moderator removed the image. But based on the reactions of those in the thread, it was some sort of gore, and something involving eyes.

I see two major possibilities. Either something like what happened to Albrect Von Closen, and the man died of internal eyes, and whatever had stalked him posted the picture of his dead body. Or, RedCanary was trying to post a picture of the box for a while before, and it finally posted after he opened it, revealing a set of eyes inside. If the latter is true, those are most certainly Magnus' eyes aka Raymond Fielding from Hilltop Road and the spider box. Either way has implications, and I am fascinated to see which theory holds more water.

Odd that The Magnus Institute had been put on the list of buildings that had already been cleared. Theoretically, that is a list that only a few people use. Then again, I am not a spelunker, so I dont know how tight-knit the community is. I wonder who put it on that list.

Similarly, who or what removed all the paper? Not even pulpy traces of ash? Where are all of the records of the archive?

And for that matter, who burnt down the Institute?

#tmagp #the magnus protocol #tma

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

I always feel scared that If I post my Miguel OHara x Reader fic it’s gonna come off as wrong but I use your posts cuz I feel like you just get him the most! So thanks for that!

Thank you so much!! I don't know what came over me for this man - it hit me like Miguel hitting Miles on that train ngl

And if I'm being honest my sibling on this green earth, heavy is the head that wears a crown cause sometimes this shit feels like a CURSE

Everyday I wake up and see Miguel takes that have me like 'you know what Im choosing myself im not gonna reply cause im choosing myself i dont need to reply and actually i might need to calm down'

but honestly it's gotten SO much better lately and I've seen so many takes and portrayals of Miguel on BOTH sides that really dig into his nuisances in both negative and positive lights, which I LOVE.

Miguel is such a multifaceted character and I love seeing his average side shown, because romanticing the average is such a talent in writing.

Then I've also seen people who've been writing Dark!Miguel - while also digging into his backstory and emotions, not just using his anger as a prop, and I LOVE that too.

Like fics that dig into WHY Miguel wanted a family in the first place, even if they see it for selfish reasons. Because then that brings up the conversation of his trauma and family life and his motives and UHHH I LOVE GOOD MIGUEL DISCOURSE

It's not about if he's right or wrong, or a question of morality. It's about his motives and the way he sees them and how that reflects on the people and things he cares about, including canon, and I LOVE IT

It's like that old saying 'Love makes people do crazy things' -

Miguel is capable of love...and that made him do a crazy thing...like inadvertently start a spider cult as one does

#WRITE MIGUEL FILL UP THE TAG #The writers deserve praise for such a layered character #miguel ohara #miguel o'hara #miguel o hara #atsv #across the spiderverse #across the spider verse #spiderman 2099 #miguel x reader #miguel o'hara x reader #atsv miguel #spiderman #spider man #marvel

[waywardstarfishkid]

Outragiously long and stupid rant incoming!

I like never make posts on here but I wanted to scream into the void about heartbreak high. Since s1 I've seen like really strange takes and half the time I'm like is it because people don't know how Australian school is different or is it a lack of critical thinking.

Like in s1 I only saw people either hating or loving spider and don't get me wrong either of those is valid but the way people were explaining it was strange to me.

For me I didn't like spider but not because he was some unrepeatable arsehole I actually think he was a great representation of a lot of Australian guys I knew growing up. Like he says dumb shit but then when things are serious he does the right thing like he helped malakai with the cop (then said fucking stupid things after) and he helped amerie at the festival, he wanted to help harper and let her in even though it would mean he and American would have to stop hooking up.

In comparison I swore people liking dusty who in my eyes was way worse than spider. He acted all woke like he said the right things and then did shitty things like shaming harper and deciding to frame jojo.

Like theyrr both shit but I would trust spider with my drink over but maybe not dusty.

Then ant I understand if you like ant and spider together but I think people maybe don't understand how touchy guys are with each other in Australia. Like gay straight bi whatever guy friends hang off each other and I think it's actually healthy to show that. I also saw someone complaining about spider and ant doing gay shit but only as a joke but I never saw that like I don't think any of it was a joke it just wasn't gay. Like spider calling him pet names them cuddling and stuff is just affection which is actually great especially for men who often don't know how to have affection that's not sexual.

Also can we agree that ant just doesn't care about the gender he's hooking up with like I don't think he's bi I think he's just into who he's into (is that pansexual? Sorry).

I was a bit disappointed with all the bisexual characters ending up in straight relationships but that's mostly because I really wanted an ant malakai and I liked Rowan Malaysia before it went to shit. But at the same time I dont like how people critiquing it often feels like Bi erasure. Like I'm a bi woman whos first gay relationship ended because my gf (lesbian) cheated on me with a lesbian because she constantly thought I was cheating on her with my guy friends and for a long time I just dated guys because I didnt know many bi women and lesbian girls kept being horrified that I would go near a dick (not all of them my ex was very understanding and actually encouraged me to embrace my sexualising when I was just a baby bi) but my point is I totally understand how having a straight relationship when bi can actually be more understanding (at least in mine and my friends experiences) and it's totally valid even though the relationship is straight.

Also people angry about not as much quinni (I agree more quinni she and cash are my loves) I'm actually happy they took a back-seat with her on the relationship front like her and Sasha were a big deal/quinnis first relationship and I think it wouldve really messed quinni up with how it ended. I also love that they're not just centring her storyline around being the gay girl you know like she I a multifaceted queen.

Also for the Sasha redemption, I get why people are calling for it but unlike spider and dusty like Sasha didn't really do anything wrong (except for how she treated quinni but they talked at the end of s1 and seem to be moving to a place of good friendahip) shes mostly just annoying and pretentious like the other idiots actually fuvked up. I don't really want a Sasha redemption I just want to see more of her character make her a bit less of a two dimensional hipster, which I honestly think they only didn't fo because they had a lot of characters to juggled Sasha had to take a back-seat so Missy could shine (and I love Missy so I'll allow it also her and malakais friendship means everything to me the indigenous representation that shows not just the aspects of country and family but also shows them as fully formed characters I LOVE)

Sorry for the obscenely long rant this is just all my thoughts from s1 and s2 so ignore it by all means and also if you disagree that's fine and you are probably right lol.

#heartbreak high #spider #ant #heartbreak high s2 #forgive my spelling #and my opinions

[sakiblack]

The moon and the sun ep1.

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Neteyam x reader

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skxawng (Idiot) Riti(moon)

Jakes pov.

The forests of Pandora…Hold many dangers.But the most dangerous thing about Pandora….is that you may grow to love her too much.We sing the song cord to remember.Each beat,a story in our life.A beat for the birth of our son.Neteyam. A beat when we adopted our daughters Kiri and y/n.Both born of Graces avatar. Two daughters whose conception was a total mystery.A beat for the first communion with Eywa.The people say we live in Eywa and Eywa lives in us.The great mother holds all her children in her heart.Happiness is simple.But who would have thought a jarhead like me could crak the code?Before i knew it we had 5.When we sent the sky people back to Earth A few of them stayed.Sience guys loyal to the na'vi.

And then there was Spider .He was just stuck here.Too young for a cryo-capsule.Orphaned by the war he was rased by the lab guys.He wasent a part of out family.He was like a  stray cat.Just always around insaperable from our kids. To Neytiri Spider would always be alien. One of them.

Happiness is simple.Like date night.Time away from the kids.

But a thing about happiness…..it can vanish in a hearbeat.A new star in the night sky.It can only mean one thing.Ships.Decelerating.And the sky people returning.

y/n pov:

I was riding my ikran as i was flying next to Loak and Nateyam. All the warriors on ikrans and Direhorses were ambushing a train from the sky people.The train exploded and the warriors on the Direhorses went to get some weapons that are still able to be used.Loak,Nateyam and i are supposed to stay on our ikrans and worn the others if the sky people come.Spotters. That is what we are supposed to be. The fact Jake even leted me join them was a miracle.I did see him as a father figure but to me he was not my father.But i clearly was a daughter for him.

Loak:We have to go down there.

Neteyam: No way father will kill us.

y/n:Dont be a skxawng.If we go down there we could die.

Loak:Oh come on you guys.

Said Loak as he started to fly to the ground.

Neteyam:Lo'ak, come back!

Yelled Neteyam as he went after him.

y/n:Nateyam,Loak come back you idiots!

Neteyam:Stay there y/n! I got this!

I groaned in anger as i followed them.There is no way im letting them go down there alone.

I quickly followed them and just as i landed a few seconds after Nateyam i ran to him as i saw a navi giving Loak a gun.

Neteyam:Lo'ak, you don't even know how to use it.

Loak:Dad showed me that.

Said Loak to Nateyam with the sound of pride in his voice.

y/n:Dear Eywa you two are skxawngs.

Neteyam:Y/n? I told you to not follow us.

y/n:Im not ganna let you two be here alone.

Neteyam:You can get hurt.

y/n:So can you two.

Loak:Oh calm down y/n we are all okay.

 Just as Loak said that a helicopter gunship came into view.

Neteyam:Shit. Come on guys lets go

Said Neteyam as he grabbed my hand and started to pull me to the ikrans. We were runing to our ikrans as i Neteyam and Loak were thrown up in the sky.Im guessing the helicopter gunship fired.I was not thrown to far away i got a little hurt but i was just happy i was alive.I looked around scared as i saw Jake coming towards me with Nateyam in his arms.I did not care about my small injury the only thing i cared about at this moment is if Nateyam is ok.

Jake:You ok baby girl?

y/n:Yeah im fine is, is he hurt?

I asked worried.

Neteyam:Im…good.

I could hear Neteyam mumble.

Jake:Yes he is but he will be good dont worry, now lets go back before more of them come.

He said as we walked to our ikrans with Loak already being there.I got on my ikran as Neteyam got on Jakes.

y/n:Loak are you hurt?

I asked as i looked over at him.

Loak:Im fine.

He said as we all took off flying.

As we all got home Tuk , Kiri and Spider were there waiting for us as we landed.I got down from my ikran and waited for the rest to join me on the ground.The second Nateyam got down from dads ikran i was next to him looking at his wounds.

y/n:If Jake wont kick your ass for being this stupid i will.

I wispered to Neteyam as he smiled at me.

Jake:Fall in!You guys are spotters. You must keep an eye out for enemies. At a distance!

Kiri joined me next to Nateyam looking at his wounds as i was now looking at the ground in shame.

Jake: Kiri, go help with the wounded.

Said Jake trying to not sound angry at Kiri since she did nothing wrong.

Kiri:My brother is also injured.

Jake: Tuk, go with her.

He said as Kiri roled her eyes and went of to grandma with tuk.

Neteyam: Father, I take full responsibility.

Dear Eywa Neteyam why are you so stupid.You dont need to take the blame for everything.

Jake:Yes, because you are the oldest

Neytiri: MaJake, your son is bleeding.

Neteyam:It doesn't matter, mother.

I glared at him as he said that clearly not happy with what he said.

Jake:Go in and get patched up.

I gently pushed Neteyam away towards one of the tends. And as Nateyam went of with Neytiri after him i , Loak and Jake wore left alone.

y/n:Jake dont blame Nateyam it was me, i should have never leted them go down there.

I said not wanting Loak to get in more trouble.

Now that i think about it im just like Neteyam.

Jake:No baby girl its not your fault, go to Kiri im sure she will be happy to get some help with the wounded.

I glanced at Loak and gived him a sad smile as i left as i could still hear Jake talk to Loak.

Jake:You must be aware that you almost got your siblings killed.

Loak:Yes sir.

Jake:You are banned from flying for a month.Dismount the ikrans. All of them.And wipe the nastiness off your face.

 That was the last thing i heard as i made my way to the tent my sisters and the rest were in.I took a sit next to Nateyam looking at the wound he had.

y/n:Your okay? Yeah right.

Neteyam:Its not that bad.I have had worse.

I rolled my eyes as i looked away from him.

Moat: Give him this.

Kiri: I would use yalnabark.

Moat: Aha. Who is tsahik here?

Kiri:You are, grandma, but yalnabark is better.It hurts less.

Said Kiri puting what ever was inside the small wooden pot on to Nateyam.

By then Loak came to us and walked around Nateyam to go sit on the other side.

Loak: Mighty warriors.

Said Loak teasingly.I chuckled as i smirked at Neteyam.

y/n:My mighty warrior.

I said teasingly as i was meet with a blush on Neteyams face.

It was not a long time after Nateyams wounds were healed me Kiri,Spider and Loak made our way to one of the labs.We were walking thru the camp some of the avatars were going to rest in.

Norm:Hey, Spider.

Spider:Your ass is mine

Norm:Im right hire

Norm said jokingly.

:Avatars only, go around!

Said a fimale as Kiri made a stupid noise in return that made me smile.

Loak: The blue stripes don't make you bigger.

Said Loak to Spider as we made our way in to the lab.

Spider:Yeah well i can still kick your ass.

y/n: Oh stop it you skxawngs , we all know I could kick both of your asses at any time of the day.

Spider:Yeah ha ha wery funny.

Spider said as we all go in to the lab.

Spider:You know what really sucks,you can breath our air hire for  hours.And i can only inhale yours for ten seconds.

Kiri:Yeah that really sucks monkey boy,for you.

Said Kiri as she took one of the masks.Just as the took one of the masks Spider grabed Kiris tail as she hissed at him.That made him hiss back .

Kiri: Hey max

Max:Hey kids

Said Max.As Kiri and Spider stoped the little play fight they just had .

Loak:Wats up Max

Loak  said as him Spider and i went over to them and Kiri made her way over to our mom.

Max:Hey guys how are you two

I could hear Max ask as i walked after Kiri.

Kiri:Hey mom.

She said softly as she looked at her.

y/n:She looks just like you.

I said smiling at Kiri.While  she had a lot of features similar to moms i had hardly any.

Loak:So whu do you think knocked her up?

Spider:Pretty sure it was Norm.

y/n:You do not deserve to live

I said with a annoyed look on my face.

Loak:No no no ,think about it.I mean he is the teachers pet.He is out at the lab with her all the time.

Kiri:I would kill myself.I would drink acid.

Spider:Bro your right he is like in every shot.Bro look look he is giving her the look

Kiri:Hey

Said Kiri, i could hear the sadness in her voice.That made Spider shut up.Ofc it did i know he likes Kiri so it makes sence he does not want to make her sad.

Loak:See im thinking there are two avatars  in the woods all alone

Kiri:Gross!

Said Kiri as she pushed him.

Spider:Guys i mean sometimes its not so good to know who your father was.

Spider:Whatever,dont even remember him.

Loak:No spider

Said Loak with sympathy in his voice.

Spider:Dude .

y/n:Spider,you are not him.

I  said as i hugged him from the back.

Kiri:She is right Spider you are not and never will be like him

Said kiri now standing right nex to him putting her hand on his shoulder.We stayed like this for some time,me hugging Spider from the back,Kiri patting his head and Loak just standing there.Spider was happy 99% and that 1 % of sadnes was when we started to talk about his dad or maybe just something that remindet him of his father.I never liked it when he was sad so i did my best to make him smile again.

Max:Kids you should go back home its getting late

Loak:On it

Replied Loak.And just as he said that he started to pull me Kiri and Spider out of the lab.

Loak:Come on guys i dont want dad to be mad

Said Loak as we made out way out of the lab.

y/n:Yeah yeah your just scared he will be mad with you,you little baby.

I told Loak with a smirk on my face.He started to protest but i turned away to look at Spider.

y/n:Sleep well Spider.

Spider:Yeah you too Ri

Loak:Ok lets go

I smirked as i gently pulled Loaks tail.He hissed at me as he started to run after me.

 As i and Loak made our way to the tent we all were living in Tuk was already waiting for us in her little bed.Dad was cleaning some guns,mom was preparing  her side of the bed and Nateyam was standing in the door way looking at me and Loak.

-Nateyam!

I shouted as i hugged him and stepped behinde him.

Neteyam:Riti.Loak giving you trouble again?

He asked as he gived a smirk to Loak.Ever since i was 3 years old Loak and i played a lot.Thoes games always endet in me running to Nateyam to seak shelter.He was always so proud that i saw him as someone i trust.And the fact i ran to him if i was in danger made him happy and proud.So he always looked at Loak with a face telling him i see him as someone that can protect me while he was the person i was running away from.

Loak:Not fair. You always hide behind him.

He protested as i showed him my tongue.

Loak:One day he wont be here to protect you.

I rolled my eyes playfuly as i glanced up at Neteyam.

Neteyam:Go to bed Riti.

y/n:Fine fine.

I said chuckeling as i walked to my spot and laid down.After some time everyone was lying fully or just half asleep.Neteyam was lying next to me with his eyes closed.

y/n:I cant sleep.

I wispered as i was meet with his eyes slowly opening.

Neteyam:Maybe if you stay quiet you will be able to.

y/n:Or a story.

I said smirking.When i was younger Jake told me stories before i went to sleep.He stoped some time ago as i thought i was too old for that but i still beg Neteyam to tell me stories.

Neteyam just turned fully to me and took a deap breath in as he started to tell me a story.I didnt know what story it was as i was sleeping about  5 minutes in the story.His voice was deep and at night it really helped me falling asleep.Before i could drift of to sleep i could feel something warm on my hand.I was not sure what it was but my best guess was it was Neteyams hand.

#avatar way of water #avatar #awow #avatar x reader #avatar neteyam #neteyam x reader #neteyam sully #neteyam

[fcknstar]

(Amazing Spider-Man) Harry Osborn with a (female) s/o with social anxiety? <3

i honestly love this request cause i experience social anxiety myself too!

,, hold me? "

harryosborn x fem!reader

a.n : m vv sorry abt how late i posted this. i currently have alot of hw and in my previous post i stated my reason. i hope everyone understands! my taglist!

warnings : mentions of social anxiety!

** lowercase intended **

" you dont have to come you know? " harrys voice broke your focus. you both were currently in the lift, trying to get the main room where his company celebration was being held. 

" yes, i know harry. but i wanna be there for you, be here for you. youre telling me that i cant try and bear it for a few hours? " you looked up at him, seeing his concern look. 

" okay, if it gets tad bit too unbearable, pull me with you okay? i dont want you to suffer alone. " 

" okay, just hold me and don't leave my side.. please? " you tightly held on his arm. 

" never. " harry gave you a comforting smile when the door of the lift opened up. 

walking into the main room was frightening. it was so crowded, that it looked like there was multiple insects running into each other. taking a deep breath, you readied yourself and placed on a smile while harry brought you deeper to the room. you most definitely didnt want to embarrass you yourself and harry when it was supposed to be his special day. harrys hand hardly left your skin, worried that you both might get separated, knowing that thats one of your biggest worries. 

" mr osborn! ah, im guessing this is the soon to be mrs osborn? " a family friend greeted you both, making you lose the train full of worries. 

" well, what can i say. we found each other. and you know people fall in love. " harry looked at you with adoration in his eyes. he truly loved bragging about you. 

" oh, honey! they are just like us when we were younger! " his wife cheered. " you two are made for each other. " 

that sentence warmed your heart despite having heard that multiple times. youd like to think that love is rare, and that you managed to build love with someone else. someone that truly saw everything in you. 

" congratulations on the company! its better than usual! "

" yea well, couldn't have done it without her.. " harry pulled you closer, giving you a comforting side hug that he knew you needed. you always found hugs comforting, and harry loved giving hugs. 

when harrys family friend communicated with harry for a few more minutes, you smiled at everyone who came your way. 

" (name)! you look even more gorgeous in person, its actually surreal! " a young lady, around your age complimented you. it was very rare yet delightful when the same sex complimented you because it was very common for the opposite sex to do so. 

" she is, isnt she? " harry seemed to have ended his previous conversation and went ahead and listened to your current one. 

the girl smiled, eyes focusing on you and only you. " well, have a good night (name)! oh! and congrats mr. osborn! " 

" you okay? " harry asked, tugging your arm. 

" mhm, just a little bit tired.. " you said, feeling overstimulated with all the walking and smiling you did. 

" alright then, we can leave now if you want? " harrys gaze was focused on you. nodding, you sighed, leaning your forehead on his chest taking in his scent. 

bonus : 

harry would order for you. 

" so what would you like? " the waiter asked, chewing her gum annoyingly. many things annoyed you and it made it worse when you realized she was directing that question to you. frowning, you looked at harry who sat opposite of you. harry saw how stressed you were even if your facial expressions didnt show any of it. harry then gave you a soft smile and proceeded with the order you both agreed on. 

" shed like a venti latte with a cheesecake, and a cup of cappuccino for me, please and thank you. "

" sorry harry.. i know i said id try and- " 

" hey, hey.. i know its hard and you dont have to force yourself you know that right? im here and most definitely can and would love to help you.. okay? so don't worry. " you appreciated having harry by your side. he knew how to comfort you when you had nearly tuned out everything. 

#imagines #oneshots #dane dehaan #harry osborn x reader #tasm!harry osborn #tasm!harry osborn x reader #valerian and the city of a thousand planets #valerianxreader #valerian #dane dehaan imagine #harry osborn imagine #answered

[chimerathewriter]

Goody two shoes

Chapter 3 Confrontation and interrupted kiss

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Summary: The last Night with spider band before them going to their universes, obviously their spider people so not eveything went smooth as oil especially the reason why their there. Gloria and Hobie

Tw: Confrontation and Interruped kisses

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" I swear by now I though they were supposed to be together" Pav yelled frustrated, it was the last day in Miles's universe and the groups was chilling on Mile's couch

" Right they had so many moments and nothin" Miles said

" Maybe they dont really like each other that way" Gwen shrugged

" Nah they like like each other I can see it on their eyes" the indian boy insisted

" Well we tried everything we should give up" Eniola said stuffing her mouth with popcorns

" About Gloria and Hobie, where are they?" Ganke asked making the whole room fall silent

" So have you decided to tell them yet?" Hobie and Gloria were seating on a bench

" The sooner the better, so probably tomorrow" after talking to Hobie she decided to move out.

" Good who wants to give up in their own freedom"

" Anyway tomorrow you're going back to your universe"

" Yeah"

" So what did you like about this universe? Obviously not our deep rooted codependance and need of capitalism" he looked at her and smiled

" Probably sunrise and sunset, Osborn really fucked up that we can't see the sky, I just never felt so warm" their finger interwined

" How's there?" she looked down at their hands that they were holding

" Why do you want to know, you want come and visit me?" he grinned at her

" What if I want" she continued theteasing him back, their faces where getting closer

" Well where are going to stay?

" Don't you have an apartment?"

" Well is a little crowded but I can make an exception for you" he caressed her cheek, the parks was crowded but she only heard his voice and the fast beating of her heart

" Just for me? I thought you didn't like me"

" Why would you think that...I like you in fact I really like you" he was all flustered, she looked at him in diesbelief

" Really? You always call me today two shoes" the boy giggled at her statement

" You know the story of goody two shoes?" the girl nodded

" The lesson of this story is about if you are gentle and kind you will reveive good things back

" So you didn't say it to tease me"

" Well you look beautiful when you're annoyed"

" You always look beautiful" she looked away bashful

" You're too nice....."

" I'm not lying....listen I can't change your opinion about yourself in a night, but I think your an amazing spiderman who cares about ALL citezens of New York and an amazing person" their faces where getting closer, their lips where brushing eachother

" Hobie..." their sense where tingling for overexcitment

" Yes"

" I really like....."

" Gloria...." a familiar voice startled the girl

" Mom Dad" she stood up scared, trying to ignore their disgusted disappointed look

" So this is what youìve been doing for a whole week galavanting and kissing this good for nothing boy" her mother shouted pointing a finger at Hobie

" Mr and Mrs Obi is a pleasure to meet you, I'm Hobie Brown" the punk artist greeted them, they ignored him

" I'm disappointed in you Gloria, so this is the boy you were talking about"

" He's a fr.......he's someone very important to me" she answered

" So you already open your legs to him?" her father asked

" No no why would you....."

" But is what you were doing hugging and kissing this inzuzu"

" Ok mom there is no need to insult him like that?"

" I knew it this your friendgroup of youris not good for you, they are not on your level, from Miles, to this Hobie and that stupid yorub....."

" No no no, mom stop you can insult me but not my friends, you can hurt me but not them" she finally exploded and talked back

" When did we ever hurt you?" her father asked concerned

" Gloria you're gaining weight, Gloria cut that girl off she's not smart enough, Gloria you're too fat to wear shorts, mini skirt"

" We're just saying for you to get better"

" Better? Better? I went to V.I.S.I.O.N academy, I got accepted in all ivy league schools and chose NYU just because you wanted me at home, I do charity, I help the community who are struggling while you literally turn the other cheek at the people who helped or who never upgraded to a better life

" Gloria....

" Mom I'm not done why do other parents say I'm a good child but I never heared it from you?" she shouted at them tearful

" I wanted to have this conversation calmly at home but I'm moving out I'm staying at V.I.S.I.O.N staff dormitories and when I will save enough money I'm going to rent a apartment"

" So you're leaving us?" their attitued cha ìnged and they look melancholic

" I love you but my meantal health is fragile at the moment, I need a calm and supportive space where I can heal and grow, and I will not accpet a no for answer" the parents looked at eachother and sighed calmly

" Alright you can move out, but promise you will visis us sometimes?" her mother answered awkwardly, she nodded and hugged them tightly, after some minutes and apologies to Hobie the couple left

" Good job that was amazing"

" Yeah I feel kinda light now" she seated down her heart was beating fast and strangely she was catching breath. For the first time she tood up for herself and didn't back up in what she believed in

" How do you feel?" he reached her

" Great, oh what were we talking about?" she looked at him, he gave a sly smile

" We were talking how much I like you love"

" Oh right, Hobie I really realy like you too"their forheads touched, they couldn't stop smiling, the space between them became smaller and smaller and their lips finally touched, but the esctatic moment ended shortly when a familiar portal opened

" Jess and Layla own me a lot of money" it was Peter B Parker with his little daugher Mayday

" You gotta be kidding me...Hi Peter" she smiled slightly annoyed

" Hey lovebirds unfortunately I have to take Hobie with me,there is some chaos in his universe"

" As always" he shrugged

" Do you want another Norman Osborn as president?"

" I'm good mate" the lanky boy stood up and turned around facing Gloria

" So.....I'm going to go now...." she didn't leave him time to speak that she stood up and left him a kiss on his lips

" Be safe, I will come and visit" she smiled shyly before the two heroes crossed the portal.

It seems that Pav was right after all.....

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SORRY IF I GHOSTED YOU GUYS, LITERALLY I CAN'T STOP THE TWO CHAPTER CURSE. I WRITE A SERIES AFTER 2 CHAPTER I GET TIRED AND WRITE ANOTHER FANFIC.

THANK YOU FOR READING GOODY TWO SHOES I KNOW THE STORY IS RUSHED AND A LITTLE BIT NONSENSICAL BUT IT WAS LIKE A LETTER TO MY MOTHER. A WOMAN WHO I ADMIRE AND RESPECT BUT SOMETIMES SHE DOESN'T MAKE ME FEEL THE BEST.

There will be more Hobie Brown content

See ya

#across the spider verse spoilers #spider punk #hobie brown x black reader #hobie brown x reader #black plus size reader #plus size reader

[thirdtidemouse]

(In response to your losing your rant post.) If you ever get up to or feel like ranting about the art stuff and Kaisa’s interests in that again, I’d be very glad and also interested to read it. :) Art theory is great.

aww im thrilled someone is interested!!! i will have a go at rewriting some of it. just for you anon. i might do one about johanna, who's more inclined to illustration - like i said in previous posts kaisa is more anologue photography/fine art, and i embarrassingly don't actually know many photographers, but i have some more conceptual artists she would enjoy too.

long rant with pictures below, about artists, which you should totally read even if its boring because i would be soo happy (just kidding):

starting off with photography though:

Man Ray. these are 'rayographs', a cameraless photography technique, now more well known as photograms.

photography without cameras?!?! crazy!!!! Man Ray pretty much pioneered this technique into modern popularity with his much more surreal style, after William Fox Talbot was printing pieces of flora in the 19th century. photograms happen when you take an unexposed piece of photography paper, place objects on it in a darkroom, and quickly flash it with light. once developed, the shadows of the objects will be left white, and the exposed parts of the paper will turn black, leaving these beautiful imprints behind.

kaisa absolutely loves the darkroom, the more hands-on the technique the better (she might smell like chemicals). photograms work best with translucent objects. rubber gloves, strips of film, marbles, lightbulbs. as much as she loves black-and-white, these totally magical photograms by photographer Anne Hardy definitely would inspire her. i hope you can imagine some of the stuff she comes up with. it literally looks like magic.

if you haven't checked out @/hilda-the-librarians-wife 's hospital au, then first of all please do, but second of all can anyone else see the parallel with this artwork and pathologist dr kaisa underhill?!? these look microscopic, or like deep-sea fauna. this feeling of a glimpse into another world, which is something wife mentioned about cells and microscopy, is what i think kaisa would be fascinated by.

i'll mention some older art before i move onto installations - i dont know a whole lot about art history this far back, but i'm sure plenty of people will recognise Francisco Goya, so i have to quickly mention him. long painting below:

also known as the guy that did saturn devouring his son, goya's 'black paintings' (many of which were painted directly onto the walls of his home) bring that heavy nightmarish feeling that i think that moody moody bitch would love. i love goya's dog, the first painting. it is very imposing. and look at those depictions of witches - a little on the nose, but those dark, crowded scenes are just so much to take in!

now onto another quite macabre artist, Louise Bourgeois. you might again recognise her stuff - her spider installation, named Maman, went a bit viral at one point i think. the spiders were not a one-off thing and they crop up a lot as symbolism for, alongside other things, mothers and maternity. for context, she was born to antique tapestry repairers, and a lot of her work reflects on her childhood. these spiders, both threatening predators and industrious repairers, sometimes guarding hoards of eggs, give way to these ideas of maternal care and mending/weaving. her work carries themes of family, motherhood, abandonment, and fertility.

she describes these structures pictured above as 'cells'. a lot of her work is in cages. i really like the room made of doors, ghostly clothing hung up on cow bones barely blocking the view in. look at the tiny bed atop the tiny spiral staircase. it does a great job of making you think about who might sleep there.

i think kaisa, having a relatively lonely upbringing and complicated family, would both connect with Bourgeois' work and appreciate the unsettling nature of it ^_^

one last installation artist, because i'm a sucker for an immersive experience. this ones a doozy, probably a long one - Mike Nelson. i'm including him because of all the exhibitions i've visited, his Extinction Beckons genuinely scared me. not in some deep existential way, i was just truly unsettled. his stuff isn't nearly as dark or spooky as Bourgeois or Goya, but the way you are totally dunked headfirst into his imaginary parallel worlds really puts you off balance. and by god i think kaisa would love that.

i will describe to you, if you are at all bothered, some of the features of that exhibition!

the first i'll say is longer, the deliverance and the patience.

if you can imagine a large gallery room, please then imagine a set of constructed rooms within it, like a big box with an entrance and an exit. when you enter, the door shuts behind you; the ambience is literal nonstop creaking of doors and floorboards, from the other visitors wandering the structure out of your sight, interspliced with the humming of electric fans. the room you are in feels like the no-turning-back point. the next door invites you in.

this is where the atmosphere sets in for good. this is what you are greeted with, as you walk in from the door on the right hand side of the picture:

maybe i'm just a big baby, but i jumped. i think it was the gargantuan shadow on the wall, from the single lightbulb on the light fitting - it was definitely a figure, arms raised. this is an ugly ass room. the claustrophobic paint colours, doors either side of you, and nonspecific shrine on the far wall, all make for quite an uncomfortable feeling. you're in, and you have to push on. no one inhabits these rooms, all of the people present are visitors, and you expect none of them - despite the noise, it feels like you're alone, as if the only other humans in the building might be scare actors in a haunted house.

each door is a guess and each room is different. this one is a waiting room, without patrons, yellow wallpaper and advertisements; this one is the entrance to a seedy club, smudged mirrors and posters; this one is empty; this one is the captain's bar on an old ship, windowless like the rest of them; this one is empty; this one is empty. whose sleeping bag is this? whose are these cigarette butts? who will turn off the bare lightbulbs when we leave? there are large chunks missing from the drywall in the corridor. there is no one around the corner. the door handle is a shotgun, bolted vertically against the wood.

everything here is so old, like a domestic museum; there is writing everywhere. most of it is in a language you can't read.

the deliverance and the patience dunks your head into a different world, one without people, and then pulls you back out the moment you step out the peeling wooden door of the exit, leaving you feeling like you've invaded someone else's domain.

here's some more:

i, imposter (the darkroom) - in this picture above, you can walk into that tunnel! when we visited, my brother made the apt comparison of a slaughterhouse - animals are sometimes herded through curved corridors to prevent them from panicking when seeing the full road ahead. the door at the end is unlocked, but shut, and heavy - when you crack it open, the deep red light that emits from the room inside is less than reassuring. it's a darkroom - only red safety lights are lit, it's all factory-like with sinks and paper hung up to dry. it doesn't feel unlike a secret lair.

i am going to go to bed, and i don't have the energy to fully go into the amnesiacs - they are a fictional biker gang of Nelson's, made up of gulf war veterans, each having chunks of their memory lost to PTSD. he shows us their belongings, their home, their 'hide', their mindscapes, all through found object sculptures, in typical Mike Nelson fashion. they are more like approximations - a motorbike's handlebars are a pair of horns. more importantly, like any other work of his, they are infused with memory. this constant presence of someone, sometimes the artist, usually the character, sometimes the people who owned these objects before him.

back to kaisa, this is what i think she would be drawn to in his art. this total immersive experience, this otherworldly material. in this au, i think she loves art that is: transportative, textural, moody, surreal, unsettling, nostalgic, immersive.

i might do johanna if i have the energy. if you genuinely read to the end, i dont believe you!! thank you so much!! i'm sorry i went on for so long! i am a freak nerd about this! i'm sorry if you hate conceptual art. i hope i have convinced you to hate it less? i love you. if you have any ideas/corrections/anything at all send me a message or a comment or an ask. have a great day!!

#kaisa #hilda the series #hilda netflix #art school au #au #ask

[marjoriestotch]

MY TOLKIEN BLACK HEADCANONS because I understand him

A lot of people just chalk him up to be "a smart kid" a la kyle or wendy but dont really define it which bothers me. I think Tolkien is only really smart in say mathematics and biology and is more so an athlete than bookish. Mfer can do advanced algebra just fine but dont ask him too many questions about the civil war he just doesnt care okay.

Speaking of Tolkien has not read or seen anything okay his pop culture consumption is bizarre. He doesn't know what a harry potter is he doesn't know what star wars is and everything he knows about lotr has been against his will. He has lived off of direct to dvd disney sequels and whatever esoteric foreign artsy movie his parents are obsessed with in that week to seem so smart and pretentious. He is frankly a little too scared to ask too so he just plays along for the most part and skates by on whatever he knows second hand.

HE LOVES SPIDERS why dont we talk about how he loves spiders. Which just makes me think he LOVES bugs in general he's that kid that has an illustrated encyclopedia on bugs he reads for fun and if given the chance would go on a tangent on any random species if hes sure you wont make fun of him for it. I just know he has a lil terrarium and he would NEVER squish a bug ever in his life and he would be very upset if you did maybe distrust you even. His friends know to send him a pic of a cool bug if they come across one in the wild he loves that.

I don't think Madea is some exception to Tolkien I think he is just a very easily amused boy okay literally anything and everything makes him laugh. Tyler Perry in a dress? Hilarious. Kick a guy in the balls? Hilarious. Whoopie cushions? Puns? Banana peel? HILARIOUS. Its why he and Jimmy get along so well Tolkien is never a dull audience.

AND ON THAT NOTE i think Tolkien watches bad movies on PURPOSE cuz theyre funny in an ironic way alright he loves watching people genuinely try to make a movie and fail at it so spectacularly. Madea is a guilty pleasure tho no doubt about it.

He had a very obnoxiois karate kid phase. Not the movie I mean like he took karate classes and everyone had to know about it. You know the kind I'm talking about.

To keep it sort of brief i believe Tolkien's more of the one who gets his heart broken than be the heartbreaker. Hes very popular and his relationships are wonderful and passionate but they fizzle out fast - and not even necessarily from his end. Everyone says hes a great boyfriend and he always tries so hard but he's never "the one" and I imagine it eventually makes him a little jaded ngl, learn to take everything more casual and expect it to never really last for long. Which of course then ironically makes it a self made issue. Point is is he's the cool guy you like who never seems to care and is so effortless but deep down he cares a lot actually.

I think after the Faith+1 and Wing incidents Tolkien actually keeps his interest in music on the down low. He only plays the bass in private and skips karaoke night. Its just that the embarrassing memories make him cringe way too hard but he does genuinely love it still. You're gonna have to coax it out of him very gently.

I think he's the type to use social media in like little bursts where he joins in on specific trends and posts daily and then just stops within a week or so and a few months later when he comes back online he's surprised at his decent clout and then repeat. Very basic basic tho like selfies and five month old memes and his random opinion on whatevers relevant that may or may not age very poorly.

I don't like to think of Tolkien as the "mom friend" or whatever but I can definitely see his friend group seeking advice from him cuz hes 1) got the most relationship experience and 2) his parents are the most functional of all the parents in their group so they raised him properly to like, yknow, communicate and problem solve and stuff. A wild concept. Him actively mothering everyone tho? Not so sure about that like hes a rich only child where does he learn to take up that kind of role.

He is not above violence, drugs or alcohol LET HIM HAVE FUN for God's sake. He doesn't really smoke tobacco and he drinks socially but he is a stoner and will experiment with anything if the company's right. And obviously he'll only throw a punch if driven to his limit or in defense but my boy likes to witness some mindless violence at the very least.

Idk how to finish this post so I'll just say that Tolkien did in fact not see Black Panther IN FACT i would go so far as to say he is a comics-only truther even. That is all for now.

#tolkien black #staying up thinking about him idk idk #also if you disagree youre wrong basically because i have a doctorate in tolkien black ok

[shimamitsu]

You know im a fool so i may be wrong but i think AtSv is not too big on copaganda, or that's just to copaganda working on me but just , hear me out, ok?

Miles mentioned something about his dad and his uncle trying to get a business started before he decided to be a cop, arguably because Miles was on the way and probably wanted a stable job to provide to his family. This means he didn't consider it his profession until he felt pressured.

While making the toast at the party he mentions how Aaron must be making fun of him for becoming a Captain, deep down he probably makes fun of himself.

When he has this conversation with his dad while being Spiderman, how sergeant mentions "that's why they hate us", i mean it was pretty clear he doesn't like this. Ik ik this could be a feel sympathetic towards poor cops they humans tooo 🥹

Hobie reacting to 'a dead cop' with "yeah, and what of it?" Idk, i dont think that marked him as a tragedy also i jut wanted to include Hobie because i love him.

How one big mayor constant in the Spiderman is a cop dying because spiderman is unable to save them is already avoided 1 time when Miles interferes in Earth 50101 *

Gwen baring her emotions and troubles for her dad helps him make up his mind and drop the force, changing the canon once more*

Miles dad dying in Earth 42 even tho there was not a spiderman to be shaped by this tragedy*

*All three events show us canon can be changed and the dead of a Captain is probably not necessary to shape Spiderman as a hero and this anomalies, like the spot swallowing Earth 50101 are probably just happening because of The Spot.

Idk idk they showing us how Gwen and her dad solve this gives me lots of hope that maybe Miles will have to finally talk to his parents because thats what they were trying to do for most of their scenes but were ultimately denied, i mean Gwen was the most strongly against talking to parents and still faced it head on because her fear of her dad choosing the force over her was overcome by her fear of losing her friend.

And the Spider force/Miguel acting like a cop like institution but being questioned by Gwen "we were supposed to be the good guys" and leaving the doubt lingering???👌👌👌

I like to believe the resolution is Sergeant Morales leaving the force in favor of his family, his son. We've been shown beforehand that's what fractured his family and he doesn't want that to happen again.

im a fool pero se vale soñar, se vale soñar.

Vuelvo en dos años a comerme mis calzones si me equivoqué 🤡

sorry to tell you this but i think the copaganda is indeed getting to you. a cop that felt pressured to get that job is still a cop, a cop who hates their job is still a cop, a cop that makes fun of their job is still a cop, a cop that's """critical""" about their job is... still a cop. a cop's a cop. and fuck all of them. the stuff that you mention can be leading up to something ig but the copaganda is so blatant i don't think that's the case (many people have already made entire posts pointing out these aspects of the film so i'm not gonna go into detail, just look them up). the copaganda's there in the first movie, it's here in the second, i don't think it's going away in the third. i don't think a marvel movie's gonna be the revolutionary anti-cop manifesto people are hoping for. even if somehow they manage to turn it around, this would be a very weird way to go about it. so yes, it is too big on the copaganda

#also just post this stuff on your own blog guys #con amor

[ortelassa-goldstein]

THIS IS ALL COMPLICATED (except Gale lol)

Another shitpost about my beloved tav Haltyrr. Now about her relationship with companions. More details under the cut.

template by @raysoffrost, thank you!

(Please note - everything below is written on behalf of my oc. My own opinion may be different! I find all the characters charming, but from Hal's point of view it's a little more complicated) (oh and pls ignore my bad english, i try my best, thank you)

Shadowheart. This girl is harmed. She bleeds painfully right front of me and pretend to be fine, pretend no one sees her weakness. She NEEDS something. Protection, maybe? I dont understand. She is so funny in her pathetic rudeness. When I look at her, I feel my own weakness, and it's sucks. I should stay away. Lae'zel. I never seen githyanki before, and this woman was mystery… For some time. She's annoying, she's predictable, and… amazing in her faith. I adore her directness and urgency to fight to the death for her ideals, but also this is a blindness. She always follows the line of least resistance. People like Laezel are good on battlefield. I need these type in our journey, but she and i will never be an equal and never understand each other. Maybe one day she'll try to kill me, or, maybe I'll kill her first. Karlach. A simple woman, maybe too simple for me, but, in any case, she knows how to prioritize correctly and live in the present moment. She is very sensitive and perfectly defuses the situation if tense raises because of someone else's sick ego. We need her. Actually, I think, everyone needs a woman like Karlach. Jaheira. I don't know how to treat her. Sometimes she looks so much like me and this is pisses me off. But sometimes I find sweet how she grumbles and looks at everyone like at stupid children. I'm sure she sees it too - we are quite similar, and it's better for us to keep a respectful distance from each other, otherwise one day well fight to death, and then we both regret it. Halsin. Well, he's huge, a druid and an elf at the same time. It's a terrible mix in my opinion. Sometimes I'm just freaking SCARED of him. Druids are strange af. Elven druids?! Please don't. Part of me despises Halsin for just running away from his beloved grove when it needs a competent guidance more than anything else, but at least my weirdos like him. (or I'm too soft-hearted). Gale. If someone hurts Gale, it will be the last thing they will do in their lives ever. (I wish I could beat the shit out of his ex, but it's hard with goddesses.) Perhaps this man is the only one from all over the upper world who really understands and accepts me. I don`t know how he did it, but my trust in him is unshakable. Magic, probably. Astarion. I don't blame him for trying to survive. I blame him for doing it ridiculously. Sometimes he tires me so much that I want to tie him up and throw into the river. Next to Astarion, I feel like a babysitter, and this is the last thing I would like to do in our situation. I think sooner or later this pathetic elf will get angry because of a something Very Important For Him in a teenager way and leave, and it would be noble of me not to stick a dagger in his back. If you want to be respected, respect in return, darling. Wyll. I don't understand what he's still doing in my camp at all. I mean, I've heard so many rude things from him about how unreasonably cruel I am that it's even funny. I behave quite decently and don't even point out to Wyll that he seems to be much more interested in wine, pretentious speeches and condemning everyone in a row (me in particular), instead of doing, you know, things. He also brought this annoying devil with him. Oh, spider queen, give me strength.

#tav #oc #nonsims #oc: Haltyrr Symryvvin #bg3 oc #bg3 tav #template #bg3 relationship chart

[nullbutler]

Do you have any Alois headcanons

HI HI THANKS FOR THE ASK! I have a number of them!! I'll try to categorize them best I can! (Design, Relationships, Backstory, Extra)

DESIGN <3

AS YOU CAN KINDA SEE FROM MY ART...I like to draw him with slightly longer, wavier, curlier hair. This isn't just to differentiate how he looks next to Ciel, but it kinda emphasizes his more 'high-energy' nature

I really do think my favorite part of his anime-design are his eyelashes, so I try to preserve those!

ALSO I DONT KNOW IF THIS COUNTS AS A HEADCANON BUT!! He's got such an interesting color scheme if you look at it from an analytical point of view. here, see-

You can see, his outfit (specifically his tie/vest) are green when he was a kid, as in before the 'incident' took place.

Around the time that he is a new earl/chronologically speaking the former Earl Trancy is still alive, he wears red. Red is a direct contrasting color to green. Red is also the color of that god forsaken kimono (but also, additionally, this outfit here)

His clothes in the current/majority of the story are this sort of reddish-purple, with a green vest. This, in a way, shows that he has reclaimed some of his original self, but he's still wearing something reddish -- the past is not gone. It should also be noted that, while black, Claude has a reddish undertone, and Hannah has a blue scheme. Hannah wants to save Alois, and Claude wants to drive him to ruin. They clash, and he wears a purple coat.

And, at long last, when he finally accepts Hannah's love for him, he is in Ciel's body. And what is Ciel? Blue!

THAT WAS LONG BUT I'VE BEEN SITTING ON THAT RANT FOR A WHILE! I might repost it, is just find it so damn interesting!

Onto the other stuff!

RELATIONSHIPS <3

Part of the reason he hates Hannah so much is this innate '6th sense' he's been shown to have (he's actually quite good at reading people!). He can tell she's deceiving him in...some way. So he doesn't trust her one bit!

Another reason is because, genuinely, he feels like she's trying to distract Claude away from him. While I don't ship them, I think the story has much more depth when he's portrayed/interpreted as having a one-sided crush on Claude. Erasing that, or at least erasing the codependency of that relationship (whatever form it might take), is to the story's detriment. Even if you don't think Alois wants to kiss Claude, it's undeniable that he has an unhealthy bond with that spider demon.

Also, part of the reason I even ship cielois is because they have such a unique and interesting dynamic of 'I'm/you're the only other person who understands, yet we are so incapable of showing it.' I think if there was ever anyone who could get on Ciel's level, it would be Alois.

BACKSTORY :(

it's kinda shown in my fic moth wings, but I believe Alois was probably ostracized a bit by the other boys in his situation

I always saw 'Alois' as a concept he grappled with for a number of years. First Alois was like a persona he 'went into,' but later on, he just became more and more of his expression of himself. And, later, an expression of revenge and anger at the rest of the world

He definitely has some memories issues/a bad memory. I wouldn't be surprised if he only really recognized Luka in dreams, or went weeks without thinking about his face.

Also! Since he had to look after Luka, he is/was surprisingly good at taking care of himself.

Someone brought up the headcanon that Luka and him were Irish, and that was part of the reason the village hated them. While I think that's super interesting, I don't know enough about that history to fully adopt it!

EXTRA!!

He absolutely hates other rich people. I think he knows he's going to die soon, so he wants to basically...fuck with as many people as he can. he had little to no qualms destroying that entire ballroom/the nobles trapped inside because...they're just nobles! eat the rich!

He was also...so eager to put on that dress HGJAJ Gender Non-Conforming AF and I love that for him. if he was in a modern setting, I honestly think he'd be perfectly happy with any/all pronouns.

He's also a lot more animated than Ciel. Even during a quiet scene, he's most-likely tapping his heel or fidgeting with something

#alois trancy #headcanons #I probably have more #long post #asks #answered

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

I keep regurgitating my OC in your askbox but you must know that Ansi is a liar, a swindler, and a thief (because it's fun pulling on over on the rich). She is actively swindling all of her coworkers out of their money via phishing emails or just giving a sob story to those who are particularly generous with their funds. (Don't feel bad they're all selfish, entitled, and egotistical. The Alchemax of her world is mostly just rich people who think that they understand science kinda like someone we know irl cougheloncough. They have too much time on their hands and too many friends in power. Ethics laws are pretty much meaningless. They only give her money to make themselves look better. They make a big stink about how they're making a change for their community and blah blah blah. Anyways.) If she doesn't need the cash she'll most likely donate it.

What's really funny is that she attempted to do the same as soon as she arrived at HQ. Much to Miguel's dismay. She got some of the spiders who live in an older dimension. Unfortunately after a while Lyla had to teach them about internet safety.

Ansi ended up scoping the place out to see what she could steal to sell for parts back in her home world since her scams were no longer effective. However she was so mesmerized by all of the tech there that she ended up keeping most of her stolen goods for herself to tinker with. Her and Hobie usually find themselves in the same areas snatching stuff and exchanging potential ideas for what to do with the parts. Disco has caught them a number of times with their pockets stuffed to the brim sounding like they got pockets full of loose change before they just pop back into their respective dimensions.

(Who am I kidding Hobie probably stays and denies everything when asked. Ansi is too tired to lie from lugging her loot around so she just goes straight home.)

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

It would turn into like a whole operation cause game recognize game!!!! Disco would respect Ansi so much cause black spider-women gotta stick together and she lets Ansi get away with anything, sets aside parts for her cause she's like 'hell yeah fuck miguel he doesn't need it'

but with Hobie she's the OPPOSITE.

Ansi's like 'yeah Discos cool with it ur fine' then one day she catches him and he's thinking 'oh it's the groupie girl i wink and im outta here'

until Disco is like

"Is that Hobie Brown??? Is HOBIE BROWN over here STEALING???? That's crazy!"

Because Disco runs game in her own way and up until that very moment she was playing the airhead groupie card

Hobies like "????Surely ur taking the piss"

And she's like "You know what'd be crazy?? Me not having to pay cover at your show this weekend, rightttt? You know what'd be even crazier..me being VIP, rigghhttt?

cause for the first couple weeks of knowing her she let him get away with the wink and flirt thing cause she thought it was funny. but she works in a nightclub back home and she's NOT about to play that

Disco was raised by the Panthers so she knows how to collect and trade information like an informat. So she trades info and other stuff around HQ ALL the time.

She's the plug for anything - if you wanna hack ur watch she dont know how to do it but she knows someone he does, if u need to get into lylas systems for any reason she wont do that but she knows someone who will

but she doesnt accept cash cause she doesn't need it and she doesn't 'get into no mess'

(And this may sound unhinged but this is my favorite one jgkbdknbg)

My main HC is that the first time she does it to get into a show free but the next time she asks for his guitar pick cause she just wants it

she starts wearing it (which Jess HATES) but suddenly she realizes theres a couple girlies on campus telling her they'd do anything for one of Hobie's picks and then suddenly she's asking him for more

She starts giving groupies picks and getting information from every department and then like two weeks later the hobie brown fanclub is just a full on info network

Working with Jess and the club she collects all the underground info and shares the information with Hobie ON THE CONDITION that the club gets free entry into shows and he keeps giving her goddamn guitar picks

He'd try to get around it and be like "Diane, love - you're looking fit today :)) about that meeting with Jess and Miguel you were in-"

and she's just like "uh-huh-

"Where's the pick? And don't say you ain't got it on you, I know you do." Cause one thing about Diane is you ain't playing her. And Hobie goes along with it because 1) Disco is actually really trustworthy, 2) it's damn good info about the society, and 3) he thinks it REALLY funny to see people walking around campus trading and collecting his picks for the sole fact it pisses Miguel off SO MUCH.

Suddenly people are talking in meetings and whispering about guitar picks and trying to get their hands on rare, unique ones cause Hobie etches his logo into every one

and one day Ansi's hanging with Hobie and Disco comes up to him and is like 'Pick, please'. And Ansi watches as he hands it over and she's like "?????? What's happening here"

I have to PHYSICALLY STOP MYSELF HERE I CAN GO ON AND ON IM SORRY THIS IS SOOOOO LONG BUT PLEASE!!! I love this please send more!! I love hearing about Ansi and Hobie and causing havok and an underground rebellion in the Society!!! And sorry I got so carried away I just love this idea, you can send any you have, I'm down! They would all get along so well lol

#spidersona stuff #And IM ABOUT TO SEND U OC QUESTIONS IF THATS OKAY #spidersonas #spidersona #hobie brown x oc #spider-man #spiderman #spiderpunk #oc stuff #atsv #hobie brown