#god i just look like a whole dumbass every time i try to tell her a boss is hard cause she just makes it seem so easy

[modelbus]

Hello!! I LOVE your writing, like I’m obsessed! So, I can’t tell if your requests are open, buttt if they are, I would DIE for some fluff turned to angst of a fem!reader who is in a group with cc!Ranboo, cc!Tubbo, cc!Wilbur and cc!Tommy nicknamed the chaos squad by the fandom, where she is the least popular in the group and a rumour spread that shes only in it for the popularity, so they slowly stoped inviting her to streams and vlogs and ghosting her.

it could start with like three two sentence stories about the group (or something), how it was formed just fluffy moments, and then be like “but it didn’t stay like that for long..” and explain why she was subtly kicked from the group before a scene where shes streaming and gets asked about why shes not been in any videos anymore.

PHEW that was ALOT, if its to long you can obviously shorten it or just not do it- but if requests are open and you like the idea, I would love to see something like this!! <3

PS. You are super cool, keep up the amazing work!! (When you want to ofc)

-✨🌌🌙 Anon

Thank you so much! I tried my best to include everything :D This literally took me out of my writing slump

Part 2 :)

Pairing(s): cc!Ranboo, cc!Tubbo, cc!Wilbur and cc!Tommy x Fem!Reader (Platonic)

Cut Chaos

The feeling of belonging was something nearly everyone chased after. After all, being out of place was simply… lonely. And, somehow, you found yourself slotting into the weirdest place in the world.

A handful of stupid friends.

You always found yourself drawn to dumbasses, in the most affectionate way. Like looks for like, you suppose. And shit, did you find some people that could make you cry laughing even on the worst days.

Ranboo, Tubbo, Wilbur, Tommy. Four people that made the sun rise every day, that dragged you out of bed for the stupidest vlogs to ever exist. Fans adored the five of you together so much that you got a group name for the first time in your career: the Chaos Squad.

Truly, it was a fitting name. The things that the five of you got up to, you’re certain no normal sane person would do. But, well, your job as a streamer already set you apart from the category of “normal” a long time ago, so you definitely didn’t mind the messes you got into with them.

From Tommy dragging the group to an abandoned island, saying it’d be fun to try to escape (you fell out of a tree and Wilbur sprained his ankle), to screaming along at Lovejoy concerts, it felt like the five of you were unstoppable.

And God, did you love them. It didn’t matter how many times Ranboo hit his head on things, you’d still laugh. It didn’t matter that you literally passed out from laughing so hard once, you were still happy. Pure, unfiltered love.

The five of you against the world, forever. You could see it, in those sunny days where you grinned so hard your cheeks hurt (they were the first ones to make you do that—the realization only made you grin harder). The perfect idea of happiness.

Was it any wonder things didn’t stay that way, that perfect, for long?

A rumor.

It always seemed to start with one of those, nowadays. A simple murmur among fans that grew and grew, until you were closing out of twitter at 2, 4, 5 AM, debating if you should just delete the app and put your status on “Do Not Disturb.”

You accepted the fact that being a female content creator was going to be a struggle a long time ago. It was a fact, something you knew you couldn’t avoid, especially in gaming. Having rumors about you online wasn’t new. It would never be new, not as long as you were yourself.

But you thought you’d be past caring about them by now. You thought the tight panic that gripped your heart, made it hard to breathe, was a thing of the past. So stupid.

One private account turned into multiple threads, turned into trends on the trending tab.

Everyone thought you were using your friends, the chaos squad as a whole, just to boost your career. To leech off anyone’s subscribers, just for some money in your pocket.

The idea made you sick to your core.

How dare they? How dare they ever think you didn’t genuinely care for the four? That they were anything less than the lightness in your heart, the freedom on your mind?

Rumors.

You ignored them. Even the thought of addressing them made you feel pissed off like you’ve never been before. It was such an absurd idea! At the very least, you knew your friends would see past the hateful people.

Right?

It starts with an unanswered message in the group chat.

Unanswered messages weren’t new. A stray comment tended to get lost in the general mess that the group chat was, so you weren’t concerned. Just laughed to yourself quietly; it wasn’t important anyways, just a photo of a cat you saw.

Until it happened again. And again. Until more of your messages went ignored than responded to, until the group chat had less and less messages each day.

When the first vlog comes out, the process repeats. It’s on Tommy’s channel, of course. Him, Ranboo, Tubbo, and Wilbur. The chaos squad, just without you. It surprised you, because you never even realized they filmed a video, and normally all of you share upcoming videos.

All the warning signs were obvious, and you were too much of a damn fool.

You filmed one vlog with them after that, exploring a supposedly haunted house, before you woke up a month later and realized you hadn’t talked to them in a week.

One week turns into two, two into three, until you’ve realized what’s happened. You were gone, out of the picture. Happiness had slipped through your fingers faster than you could’ve ever comprehended, and now you were in a dark room—literally.

But what could you do? If they didn’t want you, there was nothing you could do to stop the unraveling of your universe.

So you did the same thing you did before them, defaulting back to what was safe: streaming alone.

Today, it’s just a mindless game. Yesterday was the same, and fuck, this isn’t the same anymore. Not when you don’t have Tubbo in the chat sending messages, or Wilbur using Text-To-Speech.

But you’re here, still streaming. Still going, no matter how tempting it is to just shut off your computer and pretend the last months of your life never happened.

There’s always fans though, and if anything cheers you up, it’s them. So your donations are on, allowing them to be read aloud while you play the silly little unpacking game.

“Where am I putting the diploma guys? Where does this go?” You ask, mouse hovering over the virtual object. “Maybe I’ll just put it under the pillow…”

“StarEmojis donated $15! If up is down and yes is no, how many sides does a triangle have?”

“Thank you, but… uh...” You narrow your eyes at the message. “None, it’s a circle?”

Shrugging, you drag the diploma in the game to under the pillow. The riddle sounds familiar, but not one you know the answer to. It sounds like something Wilbur would send in the group chat at 2 in the morning, honestly.

With that thought in mind, your eyes flicker over the user that donated it. StarEmojis. Not Wilbur.

You’re so stupid for hoping. For the jump in your heart, for the frantic searching.

“StarStarMoon donated $20! Why aren’t you in any Chaos Squad videos anymore? Love you!”

Air catches in your lungs, dread swelling in your chest as your hands still on the mouse and keyboard. That shouldn’t have gotten past the moderators, but it did.

And now you have to answer it.

It wasn’t like you could tell the truth: that you weren’t good enough. That even your best friends didn’t believe you over rumors from strangers online.

Any lie would have a chance of getting back to them though. Not that you can imagine them caring, not anymore.

You swallow past the lump in your throat that’s killing you, taking a breath in before answering. One chance to get the fans to move on, one chance to find the impossible balance between the agony inside of you and cool indifference.

“We’re all just busy.” You say, forcing a smile on your face.

It’s true, at least. Everyone is busy. Everyone except you, that’s it.

“Just scheduling problems. Wil- Wilbur has Lovejoy practices and performances.” You stumble over his name. Did you even have the right to call him Wil anymore? “And Tommy is just always busy. He’s the busiest person, I swear.”

Is that true anymore? You don’t know. He used to be, but you used to help force him to take breaks. Was he taking breaks? You’ll never know.

With another forced smile, you give a half-hearted shrug. “So yeah, just busy, don’t worry guys.”

It’s with baited breath that you wait, eyes scanning chat to see if they bought it. From what you’re seeing, they have.

“Now we need to reorganize these clothes, because they’re killing me like this—“

Your discord pings quietly on another monitor, and you scramble to open it. Just your mods apologizing for letting the donation go through. You send a quick message back to them before pushing the donation to the back of your head just like everything relating to the group you’re no longer part of.

What could you do, anyways?

This was out of your control.

#dsmp #mcyt #mcyt imagine #tommyinnit x reader #tommyinnit x you #wilbur soot x reader #wilbur soot x you #ranboo x reader #ranboo x you #tubbo x reader #tommyinnit #wilbur soot #tubbo #ranboo

[toournextadventure]

oh wait nvm sorry my thing lagged i didn’t see your bio 😭 can i req a Wednesday x fem! reader whos oblivious and can’t take a hint and enid is trying to help and enid says that wednesday likes her and she’s like “no she doesn’t” and leaves and maybe she’s hanging out w wednesday and she’s like “maybe we can be more than friends” and readers like “oh, like best friends??” and everyone’s like OMFG

I'm obsessed with a dumbass reader. Just absolute pure of heart, dumb of ass, no thoughts head empty

you idiot

“Because Wednesday likes you, you idiot!”

You froze with the most stupid look on your face, and Enid wanted to slap you. She has had to listen to you go on and on about Wednesday for months without you ever making a move. Normally Enid would admit that Wednesday was pretty outward about her feelings, but she would hand it to her roommate this time. Wednesday had been very honest about how she felt for you.

And you still had the audacity to say she didn’t like you?

“Nuh uh,” you said with a shake of your head.

“Oh my god,” Enid groaned and fell back onto her bed.

Why were you like this? Why were you so infuriatingly blind to Wednesday’s clear attempts at telling you she liked you? Okay, maybe it wasn’t the most clear to everyone, but she was trying! She loaned you her books, let you skim her novel, and even threatened you less than anyone else! What part of all of that were you not understanding?

“Just get out,” Enid finally said as she pointed to the door.

“You’re still wrong,” you called out from the doorway, just narrowly avoiding the pillow Enid threw at you.

It was days later when you agreed to go out to coffee with everyone. Wednesday had originally only asked you, but then you had turned it into a whole group affair. Enid nearly felt her heart break at your obliviousness. How one person could be so utterly clueless, she had no idea. And if Enid was saying it, then you knew it was serious.

Wednesday had effectively ushered you off to a corner of the coffee shop, glaring at anyone who dared to get too close. Not that anyone would, they were all in agreement that Wednesday liked you and just needed to let you know. As in, word-for-word tell you she liked you and wanted to ask you on a date. And she had to use the word date!

It was cute to see you and Wednesday just talking and enjoying being together over in the corner. Everyone at Enid’s table was… less than conspicuous, she would admit. They were all staring, pointing out how cute you both were, only really looking away when Wednesday noticed.

Because of course you didn’t notice.

“I need to confess something.”

The entire coffee shop fell deathly silent at Wednesday’s words. Every Nevermore student within the vicinity froze in their tracks and listened with bated breath to what Wednesday would say. Would this be it? Was she finally going to tell you to your face that she liked you?

“Don’t hold it against me,” Wednesday stated, “but I would like us to be more than friends.”

No one moved, no one ever breathed. This was the moment they had all been waiting for, and it was finally happening. All of their dreams were finally coming true. Wednesday had said the words, there was no way you could-

“-you mean like best friends?”

Every Nevermore student at the coffee shop let out a chorus of “oh my gods” and groans of frustration. You jumped and looked around at everyone, confusion evident on your face. Wednesday let her head fall to the table with a loud *thud.* Enid stood up and pointed at the both of you.

“Wednesday, you need to raise your standards,” she complained. Wednesday never even lifted her head.

“Oh shit, did you lower your standards for someone?” You asked as you turned back to face Wednesday. “That’s pretty embarrassing.”

“You think?” The whole group shouted at you once again as they all settled and started grumpily drinking their coffee once again.

Enid gave up. You were utterly, completely hopeless.

#wednesday addams x reader #wednesday x reader #wednesday addams imagine #requests

[danikamariewrites]

can i please request a rhysand x reader where reader is extremly blunt, like they’re at a high lord meeting and beron keeps chatting shit and she just says something like ”oh my gods does he ever shut up? ” or ” no one here wants to hear you speak anymore ” and rhys just loves it even tho he has a stone face. Or when she’s in the mood and they’re at dinner w the inner circle she says ”do you wanna fuck?” or ”i’m horny let’s go home” and everyone stares at her with amusement bc she’s so real🤞 and one time she might be getting hit on and the guy just doesn’t quit so she lists all the things wrong with him, not to be rude but bc she honestly thinks that. PLEASE🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🖤

Rhys x reader who does not give two fucks hc

A/n: I wish I could be this blunt 😂 If I were this honest every problematic person in my life would be gone

Rhys loved that you were an honest person

You aren’t afraid to speak your mind and he found it quite amusing since he couldn’t really say what he wanted

The inner circle finds it funny

You even rival Amren for bluntness

You two butt heads sometimes but it makes for fun entertainment

Something everyone feels bad about is telling Cassian no but you have no issue shutting down his dumbass ideas

“No Cass. That’s a shit idea babe.” “What?! Why?” “Cassian I could list a million reasons but you wouldn’t listen to a Single one.”

You and Azriel got a long very well

He’d even ask you to come to a few interrogations bc your bullshit detector is amazing

You can always tell when someone is lying

If you guys are out at Rita’s you’d be staring at Rhys watching him dance which is very hot

Back at the table while you all wait for more drinks you’re just staring at him, your feet in his lap as you stroke his jaw you just blurt out, “Im done here. Can we go home and fuck?”

Cassian and Mor would be shocked and then have that face like ‘yeah she’d say that’

Rhys was pulling you from the booth winnowing you home immediately

High Lords meetings are whole other ordeal

You can’t hide when you don’t like someone on your face

And there are A LOT of people you don’t like

The main two you hate are Tamlin, for what he did to Feyre and her sisters, and Beron bc he’s an abuser and a moron

Beron is complaining about the human lands again and how we’re too connected now

No one would cut him off for the safety of everyone else

You’d be lightly hitting your head on the back of your chair, your face pulled in an annoyed look

“Oh my gods!” Everyone turns to you and Rhys just gives you an amused look

“Excuse me?” Beron says like he can’t believe someone would cut him off “you’re excused if you’re going to keep complaining. No one can stand your shit. It’s all mindless crap with you. Wah-wan-wah not everything can go your way Beron!”

You settled back in your chair

Your court was trying not to laugh, Rhys had a straight face, and Eris was trying not to smile

Helion made eye contact with you and he looked like a kid in a candy shop

“Well…” Thesan said carefully, “I think we’re done for the day.”

Rhys winnowed you home and you all had a good laugh about Beron that night

#acotar #acotar fanfiction #acotar reader fic #acotar reader imagine #acotar imagine #rhysand imagine #rhysand headcanon #rhysand fluff #rhysand x reader #rhysand #rhysand acotar #rhysand headcanons #rhysand x you

[onepiece-polls]

One Piece Shipping War - Round 4 Quarter Finals

Propaganda under the cut.

Propaganda for Shanks x Buggy:

What if we were childhood friends who gave up our drama for each other then never saw each other again for years

What can I say, I'm a fellow shuggy truther too 🤝

Shanks obviously adores Buggy, and Buggy is so tsundure~! Mr 'I hate Shanks'-but-will-take-every-opportunity-to-talk-about-him-and-be-with-him.

Oden says in his journal that he can't tell if they're friends of enemies, and I just love that. Plus when you add in the revelation about Shanks and Buggy in the recent chapters.

They're childhood friends. They're exes. They've been married for 20 years. They're opposites. They're the same. They're silly goofy guys who make me want to cry my heart out. Red/Blue is always meant to be.

Buggy """""HATES""""" Shanks. This hate is so strong that he WILL yell at this red-haired bastard despite the fact that he is a coward, who is terrified of all the Emperors. Everyone thinks this is strange. However, when you grow up with said Emperor on the same boat, watching him stumble over his feet as he's trying to learn to use a sword, stuck scrubbing the whole deck because he was stupid enough to prank "Dark King" Rayleigh, and make that same stupid pouty face every time his Conqueror's Haki doesn't do anything because he is an itty bitty child, most of that fear gets pretty quelled. Also, that same fucker lost an arm because he's a DUMBASS and he deserves to be made fun of for it (not because Buggy is worried and missed him not at all no no Shanks is just DUMB and needs to be TOLD he is dumb more. But just by Buggy. Because Buggy has known his idiocy forever. He has earned the right to yell at this stupid, stupid Emperor for being a self-sacrificing fool and for giving away that stupid hat and... Wait, hang on, when did this bastard get hot!? WHAT THE FUC-) And Shanks just keeps smiling at Buggy and his antics because he has 100% been in love with him since they were children (his actions while they were on the Roger pirates are the DEFINITION of pigtail-pulling as flirting) and he is just happy to see that he's safe while being exactly the same larger-than-life clown he always knew. He would gladly give up his life of sluttery (that I am convinced this man has. Just look at how he exists) if Buggy would just agree to join his crew, but will not push him if he doesn't want to. He just loves his pretty clown from a distance and waits. TLDR: Buggy is mad that he's in love with Shanks and Shanks just likes existing with and/or annoying Buggy (they come as a pair). GOD I just love childhood friends to lovers bro. Just let the cabin boys kiss.

[Spoiler Warning] Red and Blue gays! Emperor husbands! Childhood friends to enemies to lovers!

Propaganda for Nami x Vivi:

Yes, Nami has a new girlfriend on every island, but her heart belongs to Vivi. Vivi in turn refuses to marry, because her heart belongs with a pirate ❤

THEY’RE LESBIANS! IN LOVE! another point: my friends who are watching OP for the first time came to me and asked “so Nami and Vivi… they’re gay right?” So it’s pretty apparent to even newcomers

I just think they’re neat! And in love. Nami gave up money for Vivi that’s True Love

Anyone who saw them can just tell they’re gay. Like Nami gave up money for her

They're one of the rare lesbian ships in op, they care for each other so much !!

Lesbians

Lesbians

They were so gay that Luffy offered to share food to cheer Nami up when they were separated.

i dare you to read Baroque Works through Alabasta without shipping them. the way Vivi and Nami are so affectionate with each other, and Vivi putting saving her nation on hold to get Nami healthy again ???

Lesbians

Let’s go lesbians!!!!! Ok but actually, I think Nami saw a lot of herself in Vivi (ha) especially when Igaram “died” and then throughout their journey together Nami really encouraged her to open up to the crew. Nami showed Vivi it was ok to ask for help just like Luffy showed her.

Vivi was Nami's gay awakening and you cant change my mind. Nami was in love with Vivi and Vivi def had some kind of feeling for Nami. They were so close and they were more then just 'gal pals'

Lesbian Pirate Supremacy! they clearly care a lot about each other and considering when nami meets vivi she is probably one of the first close female friends she gets to have.

#one piece #shuggy #shaggy #namivivi #navi #op shipping war #round 4 #quarter finals #side D #this is the hardest choice of my life #why did I do this to myself? #I could have postponed this at least one more round #they are both so canon to me

[rouecentric]

okay but the agriche family with a iskeai'd gen z reader?

lante : i could kill you

reader, sitting crossed legged on the floor trying to find service on their phone : yeah you could but so can a dedicated duck with ambition

lante : ...

the agriche members present : ...

the agriche servants, soldiers, and workers : ...

reader : so...um, do you have like data, wifi or even a charger? this isn't exactly how i expected my day to go but who am i to complain?

you're batshit creative, i like you. OKAY BUT GEN Z READER WITH YAN!AGRICHE FAMILY?? HOOH, YOU'RE JUST ASKING FOR CHAOS. i'm using a different format just so i could write more efficiently btw / crackfic hc's taken seriously, probably.. - lowercase intended - i also decided to make gen z!reader into something of a know-it-all(i'm generous, i know x) - p!yan!agriche fam btw

-okay so, you were REALLY close to finishing reading the novel, like ten words away from finishing it and you somehow had this feeling of tiredness crashing down on you?? you tried to continue reading it but your goofy body said 'nope!' and you passed out

-when you woke up you realised you were in some victorian-esque villain manhwa looking house in some god damned room

-and that's when it hit you ''where the hell even am i??? 😕''

-turns out your dumbass somehow subconciously travelled to a different REALITY??? shocking

-you quickly sat up with your legs crossed, grabbing your phone and pushing your hair away from your view, and that's when you saw multiple people surrounding you, it looked like to be multiple staff, such as maids, butlers and guards

-and then you know what you saw? some emo looking fuck with a receding hairline😖(yeah, you heard me, RECEDING HAIRLINE.)

"i'm sorry, but, do you know where i am?? " you asked, looking at the man in front of you, staring dumbfounded.

"you woke up in the agriche's household and all you can say is 'where am i'? i could kill you right now, kid." the older man, lante agriche, answered with somewhat of a cold tone.

"look sir, anyone could kill me, even some random duck with enough ambition could do it! but then again.. the same could happen to anyone in this room if i were to be honest." you snidely shot back, staring at the red-eyed man. the whole room went silent, with only the sound of your incoherent mumbling on some square device fumbling around, which you refer to as a "phone".

only when you turned your head did you see the all-too familiar blonde with red eyes did you spoke with an unsure tone and confused expression "are you roxana agriche?"

the blonde quickly nodded and curtsied, confirming your question.

"shit, am i dreaming or did i just get isekai'd?" you quickly asked, raising your hand to your cheek, pinching it before quickly holding it gently "fuck..yep, i guess i did somehow get isekai'd.." you mumbled.

"isekai'd? wait.. they got isekai'd here?! then they must know the story, right?" roxana agriche thought with a bewildered expression.

"father, if you would, can you keep this kid alive? although they seem to be in a state of shock, they're bold and brave enough to answer you without showing fear. they might be useful enough to keep them alive." the red-eyed woman asked her father, walking next to the kneeling person in the middle of the room.

you could feel multiple eyes on you, but that didn't matter, as the man in front of you was the one who'd determine your fate in a world you just got into.

-thankfully, lante begrudingly agreed, only demanding that you'd be locked in a room close to his office

-you were personally investigated by lante, and when he asked you about the rectangular device you were holding, you confidently answered his question, even telling him how it works and how it's made (god damn you're smart😧)

-he probably made you sign some sort of contract if you wanted to be able to leave your room that you wouldn't cause any problems for them

-every time you're out of your room, you're assigned to be with either roxana or sierra, because although they're not that sane, they're still the sanest people you can interact with

-sierra probably saw achilles in you, so she treated you like you were her own child, which had a lot of pros, actually

-one of the only cons it had was going with sierra to the tea parties maria would have, and the older brunette would show off her "dolls"

-maria would be delighted to have a new person joining her tea parties! she normally wouldn't, but you're going with sierra, a woman she's obsessed with bc she looks like a doll

-maria would also probably tell you that you look like a doll, therefore your nickname from maria being "doll"

-oh well, looks like you're now inclined to go to her tea parties from now on!

-of course, the longer the two of you interacted, the more you and sierra got along. but by being close with sierra, you were bound to also be close to roxana

-roxana found comfort in your personality and existence, you were the only thing left that could remind her of her past life, so she asks you to assist and escort her most of the time

-she also brought in multiple seamstresses/tailors to sew your clothing so you'd look as amazing as her in those silk clothes

-roxana has one or more of her butterflies following you, just in case deon or any other member were to approach or threaten you

-she also gets you a loyal and capable maid that will do everything for you, don't stress your pretty hands, legs and fingers over trivial things, just let the maid do the work x

-of course, since you're close to roxana and her mother to such an extent in a rather short period of time, jeremy was also bound to get curious about you

-but if i was honest, it's reasonable, who can be confident and bold in front of the head of the agriche family AND catch the attention of the second heir of the agriche family and SURVIVE?

-well, you, obviously 😐

-anyways, i think jeremy would ask roxana to let him meet you, and after a week or so she'd finally give in, arranging the time for him and you to meet, it was decided to be in roxana's room the day after roxana gave in

-and when the two of you finally meet? shit goes loose, jeremy kept on asking you questions, to the point you'd probably go mad

-thankfully you didn't lose your shit and refrained from yelling as well as hitting him, he found you quite interesting! so good luck with a curious jeremy and an overprotective roxana+sierra as well as obsessive maria

-you met grizelda in the gardens, with you simply going to fawn over how well the flowers are being cared for. unfortunately, the brunette was walking into the same direction as you were. it was like a start of a cliche romance novel; a romantic meeting in a garden full of colorful flowers, the both of you greeting each other, with grizelda deciding to escort you back to your room, promising each other to talk to one another more

-your meeting with charlotte was..weird, to say the least, it took at the time when charlotte yelled at roxana for taking away her "toy", or something like that

-of course, you saw how the event went down in the manhwa, but seeing it in real life is.. well, terrifying, so when roxana left the corridor without a care after traumatising the red haired girl, you ran to her, trying your best to comfort charlotte in the best way you could

-after that, charlotte tries her best to be more mature and is clingy with you, not wanting you to end up like sierra. looks like you tamed another agriche!

-your relationship with fontaine is rocky, on one hand, you want to beat him up for being sexually interested and in love with his half sister, but you also pity him for growing up in such a family

-fontaine regards you in a highly manner, seeing you as a dove, someone that keeps him and everyone else company, deeming himself as your prince charming, the one who will protect you from such a cruel world

-now back to lante, you usually have dinner with him as to talk to him about stuff, but with you usually talking about the other agriches and even more so, giving him small suggestions that could help him(more like his family) in the future

-he definitely takes some ideas of yours into consideration, and slowly overtime sees you as his own child, you're obv his favorite btw

-and with the pros of the head of the black agriche seeing you as his own child, you get spoiled, like, REALLY SPOILED. you also get a better room with a decently sized balcony

-roxana and jeremy were happy when they were informed that your crusty and musty dark room was renovated into a more grander room, like damn you have an aditional room for your CLOTHES, AND, and, your bathroom looks grander

-roxana's goals also start to slowly change, not only is her goal now to keep you alive, but to get more money and leave with you from the agriche dukedom after keeping cassis pedelian alive

-sierra becomes rather clingy in a week with you, you're like the second sanest person here(probably..she doesn't know of your dark humor and florida man actions)

-speaking of florida man actions, lante is growing white hairs bc of your dumbass, how the hell did you, NOT ONLY, bring an entire LIVE BEAR inside the mansion and WRESTLE IT, but YOU ALSO SOMEHOW WON???

-no one lets you leave the mansion without supervision now

-please stop singing mitski lyrics, you're making everyone melancholic and sad, even more if you memorized the piano notes and sing her songs while playing the piano(maricore💋😍🙏)

-you definitely sang jeremy to sleep by singing "i will" by mitski in a hushed voice

-as always, bc you sing songs that are from a literal different world, people think that you personally wrote them and deem you a lyrical genius

-look, you're trying to live and desperate times call for desperate measures, so you accept the fact that people think you write the songs and move on

-lante probably ordersasks you to play the piano for him when he's working or stressed out(que your dumbass playing duet made by omori)

-look, you're gaining more and more (positive) attention by the day, you're now rumored to be "the agriche's capturedb siren" or sm dumb like that, an "angelic siren" taken by the head and gifted with a voice that could calm down all of the agriches if wanted, so be prepared to out of nowhere get tutors hired, as you're now known outside the agriche family and will need to join the banquets the five dukedoms go to yearly, as lante obviously treasures you and wants to show you off to the world

-of course, roxana and jeremy were opposed to it, why should the others expect the treasured person of the agriche's to act accordingly to whatever idiotic rules and ideas on how to act!

-surprisingly enough, the etiquette teachings and rules were pretty much the same as those cliche isekai/victorian romance novels, quickly rising to the top as one of the most proper and smart students the tutors ever had

-with your surprisingly huge attention on you, deon was bound to get involved with you

-he really had no choice! he personally felt like he needed to know of this "siren" that captured the hearts of the agriche children

-but he was rather taken aback by your personality, you weren't afraid of him, and it seemed like you weren't going to use him to your advantage

-he had no choice but to get used to your weird personality and actions, getting more and more closer to you

-deon is naturally a possesive man, but can you blame him? his mother hates him and his father only sees him as a tool to continue the agriche bloodline

-so when some eccentric kid takes the agriche dukedom by storm and becomes friends with everyone including him? he'd obviously be overprotective of his sibling! >:(

-please don't be mad at the man when he tries to lock you in your bedroom so you wouldn't run away when you gave him physical affection, he's new to it and doesn't want this fuzzy feeling in his heart to leave, it's pleasant, so just lightly scold him on how that's not the correct way to treat someone you care about

-roxana and jeremy didn't like it. why were you even so close to dion? don't you know he killed roxana's older brother? don't you understand? you're their sibling, not deon's!

-roxana definitelyprobably punishes you by either: starving you, breaking a bone of yours or using your blood to feed her butterflies. of course she does apologise everytime she does it! but you need to learn your lesson!

-jeremy would lock you in a room without any lights and doesn't let you out until you sincerely apologise(and that "sincere apology" you crying while screaming about how you're sorry and cling to him)

#manhwa #headcannons #manhwaxreader #yandere manhwa x reader #yandere #yandere manhwa #manhwa x reader #twtptflob #the way to protect the female lead's older brother #soleil.yandere #soleil.yanderemanhwa #soleil.xreader #soleil.manhwa #gn!reader #gn reader #soleil.platonic

[alyswritings]

Drugs

Request: JJ x sister reader. Summary: Y/n gets caught with drugs on her, like maybe jj or john b found them. But they flush them out thinking she is taking them, however they weren’t for her and now her dad will be pissed.

JJ Maybank x sister!reader

Summary: JJ and John B find drugs in Y/N's bag.

Warnings: drugs, that's it really

a/n: thank you for the request! hope you all enjoy!

(gif not mine)

"Hey, man, you got a charger?" John B asks. "Mine broke."

"Uh... yeah. Should be in the nightstand or something." JJ says.

John B goes into the room and looks around for the charger.

"I can't find it." John B calls out.

"Um... oh! You know what? I gave it to Y/N. Check in her bag." JJ says.

"Uh... J?" John B calls after a few seconds.

"You find it?" JJ asks.

"Not exactly." John B walks out of the room, holding a bag up. "You're gonna be pissed."

"What? She break it?" JJ asks before looking up and freezing. "Is-- is that what I think it is?"

"Coke? Yeah." John B nods.

"Are you fucking kidding me? What is she, a fucking idiot?" JJ gets up and walks over.

"What do you wanna do?" John B asks.

"Get rid of this shit and then fucking kill her." JJ says.

- - -

Y/N gets to the chateau, JJ and John B barely acknowledging her arrival. She goes to the bedroom and knowing she needs to go give Luke his drugs now. She grabs her bag and unzips it, looking for the bag of drugs. Her eyebrows furrow when she doesn't find them and she digs through the contents.

Dumping everything out onto the bed, she rifles through it.

"Looking for something?" Y/N jumps at JJ's voice, finding him leaning against the doorway.

"Uh... it just-- look, there was--"

"You had coke? Yeah, we know." JJ says.

"You-- well, where is it?" Y/N asks.

"Um... definitely long gone by now." John B says, standing by JJ.

"Wh-- do you guys know how expensive that shit is? I don't have more money for that!" Y/N exclaims.

"Good. Cause you don't need more of it. Weed's one thing, dumbass, coke is a whole different ball game." JJ says.

"Do you realize how much that cost?!"

"It's gonna cost you your fucking life if you don't stop. And I would prefer to die before you." JJ says.

"You-- oh, my God, you think it's mine?" She asks.

"Why else would you have it?!" JJ questions.

"Yeah, that, uh, holding it for a friend excuse doesn't work. Especially when all of your friends are us." John B says.

"Dad made me get his drugs!" Y/N exclaims making JJ freeze.

"What?" JJ quietly asks.

"Dad made me go get them from that fuckhead Barry! What, you really thought I would do drugs? After growing up with him? Are you fucking joking?!" Y/N asks.

"Y/N, I-- I was just worried." JJ says.

"Yeah, well, now I get to come back here black and blue when I go home and tell dad I lost his fucking drugs!" Y/N screams, shoving past both boys and storming outside.

"Wa-- wait, Y/N! Y/N!" JJ chases after her. "Y/N, stop! Hey!" He barks, finally getting her to turn back.

"What?" She asks.

"There's no way in hell you're going home. He's gonna fucking kill you."

"And whose fault is that?" Y/N bellows, JJ flinching a little, guilt consuming him.

"Look, I'm sorry. Okay? I just-- I didn't think that dad would send you to pick up his drugs. And-- and I thought you were taking them which scared the fucking hell out of me cause God knows I can not lose another person to that shit."

Y/N softens a little, but she's still mad.

"Look, I-I'll go, and I'll take the blame. I'll say you lent me your bag and I lost the drugs, he'll take it out on me." JJ says.

"That doesn't make me feel much better." Y/N grumbles.

"Well, it's better me than you. All right? You know that."

"That's not better. Maybe to you, but it's not like you deserve for him to beat you up. Especially every time you take the heat for something I did."

"I'm older. It's my job to make sure you don't get hurt. And then I'll try to pick up some extra shifts and I'll get the money for his shit and we can get him more of that bullshit. All right?"

"I'm not letting you go home." Y/N states. "I'll help John B to tie you to the fucking bed if I have to. You're not going home. This could push him too far and it'd be warranting a fucking death sentence."

"Y/N/N..."

"No. I'm gonna knock you out, tie you up, whatever. You're not going. We'll figure out the money and then go home when we have the drugs."

"We're probably gonna get hit then, anyways. Especially if he gave you a certain time to get the drugs and you missed it. He'll kill you."

"Okay, so, can we just not fucking deal with it right now? We're both so stubborn, how about we just stay here? Whoever doesn't go home the longest wins."

"You realize we grew up with me letting you win games, right?"

"You did not." Y/N argues.

"I did." JJ nods. "Unless it was some sort of word game or something."

"Okay, well, then... first one to go home has to-- has to do something really disgusting. Or... or kiss John B."

"Ew." JJ grimaces.

"Exactly." Y/N says. "Just... neither of us go home alone."

"Fine. Fine, I won't go home." JJ relents.

"If I see you with a different skin tone later, I'm killing you myself." Y/N threatens.

"Duly noted. Sorry I, uh... sorry I fucked it all up." JJ says. "He shouldn't be making you get your drugs, anyway."

"Yeah, trust me, I agree. But he's a piece of shit. What else would you expect?" Y/N rolls her eyes.

JJ wraps his arm around her shoulders, pulling her into his side, and he ruffles her hair.

"I'm an idiot, but you're stuck with me." JJ says.

"You sure 'bout that?" Y/N asks.

"You're gonna have to kill me if you ever wanna get rid of me. It's also my job to annoy the hell out of you and I plan to fulfill that role." JJ grins.

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[cherrimilk]

✧ cruel summer s.p smau | chapter one

⤷ character profiles | next

⤷ notes | this is more of an introduction than an actual proper proper chapter. also you can tell i have a bias for kenny pookie, but dw i’ll give kyle more love next chap fr

you took one last look at the messages between you and your brother, before sighing and switching it off.

you stared out the car window of your parents truck, watching the blur of the world around you pass by as your mind raced with thoughts.

you were excited to be back, you missed the small town far more than you’d ever admit. but you were also worried. terribly worried. you hadn’t spoken to anyone else other than your brother and family since you left five years ago.

your friends, the friend group you and stan had been in since birth basically, hadn’t heard nor seen you in five whole years.

what if you didn’t fit in with the group anymore? or the guys secretly don’t give a shit about you anymore and are just lying to stan about missing you because he’s their best friend? what if they-

“and we’re here! welcome to the farm!” your mom’s voice from besides you pulled you from the whirlwind of thoughts in your head. you were so deep in your spiralling thoughts that you didn’t notice your mom pulling up to the farm and parking the car.

you got up out of the car, shutting the door behind you. “dad’s… somewhere. you know how he is. but he’ll be home soon don’t worry.” your mom explained, and you just hummed in response.

you stood, admiring what would be your home for the summer. you wished you could’ve seen your old house, but the farm actually looked pretty nice. it was oddly relaxing on the farm, quite different from the town-

“boo!”

“AHH FUCK OFF FUCKYOU-oh my god stan!”

after recovering from the initial shock of your brother coming up behind you and scaring you, you threw your arms around him, nearly knocking the wind out of him from how quickly you did so. you were half expecting him to push you off and call you a dumbass, but instead he actually wrapped his arms around you.

he did push you off three seconds later though, he said ‘no hug should last longer than three seconds’.

you stared at your brother, you honestly felt a little emotional seeing him again. the last time you saw each other was two years ago when him, shelly and your parents visited you in new york. he looked so much older than the last time, and being back home and back with your family was making you want to cry. you were happy to be back. you wanted to tell stan your thoughts, but you were far too shy to.

so you opted for just saying ‘i missed you stan.’

you didn’t expect him to respond, you knew how stan was. but he did, a quick little ‘missed you too’ that made your eyes widen.

“first you hug me and then you tell me you missed me? who are you bro? oh my god, oh my god did you like. puke too hard? did you puke too hard and then like uhm. like your brain got all scrambled and reprogrammed from how hard you puked and now you’re like-“ “y/n i swear to god if you don’t shut up i’ll kick your ass back on that fucking plane.” stan deadpanned, and you snorted, trying hard not to burst into laughter.

“stan help y/n with her bags, maybe you can ask the boys too. i’m gonna go get started on y/n’s special coming back dinner! i missed you so much sweetie.” your mom exclaimed, coming over to you to kiss your cheek and making her way inside the house.

you furrowed your eyebrows.

“the boys?”

“hey y/n!”

you turned your head to the direction of whoever just called your name - which came from the front door of your house. your eyes widening as soon as you saw them.

you hadn’t seen them in five years, but you immediately knew who they were.

kenny, kyle and eric.

“you said we would see them tomorrow!”

“yeah and i lied. don’t puke.”

normally you would’ve been mad at stan for lying like that, but you appreciated it greatly this time. because the minute you saw the boys, every last drop of anxiety left your body.

you were so fucking happy to see them.

you ran towards them without a second thought, basically jumping on kyle - who was right in front of the other two, wrapping your arms around him tightly. your head was in his chest, so you failed to notice how his cheeks had turned the slightest shade of red. nor the glare that kenny sent him for a split second when he noticed kyle’s reaction to your hug.

you separated from the ginger, admiring the boy in front of you properly for the first time. he definitely matured in the last five years, but he still had quite the baby face in your opinion. he was really, really cute. and he was still wearing that green ushanka, the colour now a faded dull green. tendrils of curly red hair sticking out from underneath the hat.

“oh my god. you look- you look the same. but so different. oh my god. still wearing that hat too, i’m getting you a new one tomorrow,” kyle chuckled at your words, looking down at you and smiling softly. his lips parted as if he were going to say something, but stopped abruptly as kenny stepped between you two with his arms outstretched.

“my turn!” the male exclaimed. “kenny!” you giggled, stepping forward and wrapping your arms around his torso. kenny squeezed you tightly, lifting you up off the floor slightly.

and this time, you didn’t see the way kyle’s jaw clenched for just a second.

you unwrapped your arms from kenny, who was staring at you with a smirk that made your cheeks heat up. you felt a bit shy under his gaze. you always used to though, you vaguely remember being ten and having a crush on him (and most of the girls your age in town did too). you never told him or stan though - obviously. and now that here he was staring at you, blonde hair in a messy wolfcut that you could 100% tell him or one of the boys cut, with that pretty smirk that was making your stomach swirl.

you could already feel that crush coming back.

“you’re staring pretty,” kenny said it loud enough for only you to hear, he didn’t want your brother kicking his ass. you shook your head, pretty damn flustered. but still trying to hold down the smile that was creeping onto your face by rolling your eyes.

“fuck you kenny.”

“anytime.” he again said it loud enough for only you to hear, and this time you couldn’t control the way your eyes widened and cheeks flared red. quickly turning your face away from him and directing it towards cartman, who was behind kenny and kyle, looking uninterested.

“hey cartman.”

“sup y/n.”

you two awkwardly stood in silence for a second, you never really liked eric. but then again none of your friends did all that much either anyways when you were younger.

but you knew alot could have changed in five years, and you also knew that if stan, kenny and kyle were still friends with him he just had to have gotten somewhat likeable.

and you missed him a little too.

“you get one too eric. come on.” eric pretended to look uninterested, faux gagging. but he hugged you back - albeit awkwardly, when you went in to hug the male.

you stepped back, staring at the group of boys surrounding you with probably the biggest smile you’ve had in five years.

you were happy to be back.

cherry’s facts | the reason y/n left south park was because she got the chance to attend an arts and culture focused school in new york. there she lived with her aunt for the past five years, and she hasn’t been home until now! her family did visit her in new york though.

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[bropunzeling]

I absolutely loved all the bits that hinted about Brady’s view of the girl!Leon drama in the elopement time stamp (the directors cut was chefs kiss). I’ve been rolling around imagining Brady trying to talk to Matthew after Leon has to go back to Germany after they get their shit together. Just very “she’s gone???? Again???” and more upset than Matthew is, on his behalf, because brothers!!

omg anon this really tickles me ty, sorry for the rambling phone response but god brady is absolutely like, what the fuck. because from HIS perspective the series of events is:

a year plus of matthew pointedly not dating anyone, never saying he's dating anyone, but also after a few drinks/talking about life/etc the silences get very. suspicious. in the meantime the flames play the oilers ten times in a season and matthew complains about leon every time, win or lose

february to may 2022: the silences have gotten happier? more pointed? still no active confirmation but like. maybe at one point matthew says something that implies he might have something to tell brady soon? brady tells emma and emma is like "there is definitely a girl." matthew still has playing against leon mentionitis.

battle of alberta pre-playoffs: brady is There when leon suggests coming over. matthew is like don't you want to hang out with taryn. please go hang out with taryn and leave my house. he is pacing a hole through the carpet of the condo. brady is 👀

battle of alberta playoffs finish. once they are both in stl matthew is cranky for obvious reasons. he also keeps texting someone and then checking his phone every fifteen minutes like someone might have texted back and he missed it. brady is 👀👀👀

post-wcf. matthew is just like. actively miserable. some of it is figuring out his future but maybe there's an evening where they're sitting outside and matthew gets three beers deep and brady says something like, why are you such a fucking sad sack, and matthew huffs and tears the wrapper off his beer bottle and tips his head back and is like, there was this - but it doesn't matter, she doesn't want to talk to me, and when brady pushes a little matthew shuts down because he can't reveal a secret but also he is clearly heartbroken. they deal with this in the way of tkachuk men, which is more beer and brady giving him a hug that matthew puts up token resistance to

the summer: brady proposes! matthew gets himself traded! he does seem less miserable after that. though there is one moment where he comes back from taking a call and the look on his face is just - it's way too sad for someone who just got what he wanted. brady, in a rare moment of restraint, doesn't push it.

AND THEN: rob thomas' party. the second brady sees matthew see leon, he puts it together, and he’s so what the fuck about it that he leaves them alone so he can go process (call his fiancée and be like emma what the fuck) and then he comes home and matthew comes home and brady is like okay sit down dumbass, full details now. the story comes out. the longer matthew talks the more firmly anti-leon brady becomes. she jerked him around! she ghosted him! and now she's here? just for sex? well fuck that shit

maybe he even says that when they are debriefing (again) over breakfast, and matthew's face kinda - he looks a little blindsided, and then he says something like, i think i--, and when brady is like, what (fully prepared with a whole "you don't need her you can do better" speech), matthew is like, but she didn't really say what she wanted. and at brady's annoyed, confused, unimpressed face, he says, she always says what she wants.

and then three hours later brady gets a text that's like, please be somewhere else for the night, and when he gets back the next day matthew is like, happy and practically whistling and has a hickey an inch big under his jaw.

brady does not say anything in the moment - not when matthew explains both leon's previous presence and her current absence - but he sure is thinking: you fucking idiot, you're just asking to get your heart broken again

when leon comes to stl a few weeks later? brady may not be a natural at passive aggressiveness, but boy is he gonna pick it up fast.

#ask meme #girl!leon wip :) #i DO think the events of the rob thomas party would be such a fun pov flip like. brady is truly like wtf

[fuck-customers]

💋God I’m so tired of having to witness the literal worst of human nature. I swear retail brings out the ugliest sides of people.

Today I heard a kid running behind me as I was ringing someone up, and so I turned and said “slow down please.” Regular and polite. Well apparently that was a grievous mistake bc I immediately hear yelling and it’s the mom right behind me losing her little pea-sized brain over me “telling her child what to do.” Ok bitch well if you were watching him and making him behave I wouldn’t have to say shit in the first place. This woman was literally fucking yelling at me over HER KID acting up like what in the goddamn hell. I keep trying to tell her “ma’am I’m not trying to be rude I just needed him to stop running, it’s a liability and that’s our store policy.” Ofc she’s not hearing any logic bc she’d rather talk over me and go on and on about how I’m disrespectful for talking to her son and not her. Why does it even matter??? Idk. Finally she just walked away, glaring daggers at me the whole time.

Then like ten mins later her husband comes back, and I do have to give him credit bc he was polite, but he basically walks up and goes “look I wanna unpack all that that just happened.” Like ok Dr Phil the gist of it is that your wife is a bitch but sure let’s “talk about it.” I explain to him that not only is it store policy that I ask people not to run inside, but I also was polite in the way I asked. He agreed. But then he tries to explain “well the way we grew up, people don’t talk to other peoples kids.” Ok that’s nice, but that’s not everyone’s upbringing and again, I wouldn’t have had to say anything if YOU were parenting your child. Also think it’s weird bc these ppl were like 40 talking about “in my day we didn’t tell ppls kids what to do.” Like dude if anything it’s the opposite?? Especially down here in the south. I’m not nearly as old as them but if my momma caught me running around acting a fool in a store like that, not only would I get in trouble but she’d GLADLY let someone else scold me for my behavior. This whole thing of “if you even look at my child wrong I will explode” is def not a “back in the day” type shit, it’s new and it’s coming from all these dumbass fucking entitled parents that have no consideration for others in public bc they’re kids are the best kids and everyone else needs to accommodate to THEM, not fhe other way around. Jfc

And then immediately after that happened someone dropped a glass jar of salsa and didn’t even wait for an employee to come to the mess. They just left the salsa and broken glass on the floor, they ain’t even wait thirty seconds before saying “well not my problem” and walking away. I fucking hate people.

Don't give me any of that "back in my day" BS!

I am 49 fucking years old and one of my core memories is being 6 or 7 and just being bored as hell in church and me and my sister were just being kids trying to amuse ourselves and this crusty old man just gets up from his seat at the other end if the room grabs my arm and drags me over to where he was sitting and sits my scared out of my mind ass down and keeps me next to him for the rest of the service. My mom said nothing at the time but when we got home I got a whooping for "embarrassing" her and told me I better behave next time. And for the next few months every sunday this scary old man would grab my arm and sit me next to him.

So I have no idea what alternate timeline your customer came from but it sure as hell wasn't back in the day.

-Rodney

[fragileizywriting]

bear with me okay here's an idea (it's not necessarily original, but just. let me have this okay)

kitty and luka have been best friends since birth, really. luka is the prince of [hhhhhhhhhuuhmmmm. uh.] and he needs to find a partner. anarka is deadset on him getting someone to help him out rule, because he's more of a sailor than an actual prince, and lord knows she won't rule this country because she's also more of a sailor than actual queen.

meanwhile kitty is the most aquaphobic person in the world. boats are fine, they're great, but she's kitty— just like a cat, she's a land animal, and luka teases her all the time about it. there's not a single moment that she's on his ship does he not throw her overboard just to hear her scream out explicitives in his direction before climbing back on board like a pathetic wet cat.

(she always throws him overboard as a compensation.)

so there's a giant festival for luka to find someone. very cinderella-like. kitty follows behind on every single part of the festival, following behind luka as a right-hand-man(kitty) and the two of them are kind of dreading the whole thing. luka thinks this is way too much, anarka's just telling him to find someone that won't immediately blow up the country (surely there's someone that isn't going to try to stage a coup) and get on with doing what he actually wants which is sailing; kitty meanwhile just doesn't like the idea of all these girls (and guys!) giggling behind their hands and blushing whenever luka passes by.

he's not a prince charming, okay. he's some dude. she's watched him attempt to eat a whole hard-boiled egg in one swallow and she's watched the result of him spitting it across the table. this is the man who claimed he'd eat his own leather boots if he really needed to in an emergency and she'd watched him attempt to nibble on his shoe laces and proceed to throw up in the nearest flower pot. she's seen him walk into doors and go so quiet when she's reading a book and he's staring at her like she's reading a completely different language. he knows his way around a map and a compass better than a dance floor. she pities the poor dumbass who thinks prince luka knows how to dance. those poor toes... forget glass, whoever dances with him better have some steel-toed shoes.

one of the advisors that's slowly been culling out prince luka's potential suitors came from three kingdoms over just so there wouldn't be that much of a bias. they're still keeping an eye on him to make sure he's not trying to stage a coup by putting someone specific in the listing. kitty in particular has been paying so much attention that the adivosr takes it the wrong way and assumes that she's giving him the adhd glare because of other reasons— on the final round, for whatever reason kitty is put in the line. she's panicking. no amount of her saying "wait no, no, i'm not— hold on, you can't be serious," gets the advisor to listen. she tries to escape through the doors but the guards find it funny and refuse to let her budge. they think it's a prank. the advisor has no idea who she is. she barters with one of the guards— kim— to let her go and she'll get him a shot with one of the girls who had passed by recently and got let out because she was annoying.

no dice.

she's pulled right back in line. arguing and bickering, threatening to open every thread and suture on anyone's clothes who touches her and puts her back.

prince luka comes by just in time to see her standing there in line, bug-eyed, face hotter than anything in the world.

he looks at her.

keeps staring.

brows scrunched.

trying not to piss himself laughing.

she is shaking her head like she's begging god to not let this happen.

"i've found my partner," luka announces, and by the strength of willpower alone, kitty is not giving into the urge to tackle him and shut him up. "she's beautiful, and i know without a doubt she's smart. there's no one better than her. i choose her."

#speakizys #4am ginseng tea

[lemonnsss]

Eli Moskowitz x Male!Theatre Kid!Reader Headcanons

A/N: Sorry this isn’t a fic, I’ve been sick all week and I’m now starting to get over it, I plan to have the fic matching up with the HCs soon. Sidenote: I might make a part two. Without further ado

•Eli’s favorite musical has to be the phantom of the opera. I mean it gives an accurate representation of how shitty it is living with significant scarring in our society

•But TPotO’s soundtrack isn’t his favorite, that would be Heathers

•And even before y’all had met, Eli knew all of the lyrics to the entire soundtrack 

•When he heard that your school was doing Heathers this season he was so excited

•When it came time to go through… a completely different story

•Dimitri had to haul his ass back to school so he could watch it with his friend

•He was so nervous to go to the showing because he was scared that one of his karate bros would see him walk in and mock him for it

•Much to his surprise Miguel, Aisha, and Moon are all there and are about as shocked to see him as he is to see them

•Mrs. LaRusso would drag along all of the LaRussos there as well, just in a different section (We all know she supports the school & its students, even if she is a bit mortified after ‘Dead Girl Walking’)

•Even though he feels like he doesn’t need to be so guarded because he knows his karate bros are there and won’t mess with him he's still struggling trying not to sing (this man's initiative ended the moment ‘Fight For Me’ started)

•And when he first sees you, up on the stage, his eyes are glued to your figure. Mentally saying something along the lines of, “How can someone be confident enough to do that?”

•Babe, theatre kids are a whole ass different breed when it comes to being on stage

•Ngl thinks you’re really cute - everyone can tell

•When you look out into the audience during, ‘Me Inside of Me’ you don't expect to see anyone looking at only you, then you see him. 

•His eyes shine brightly with wonder, admiration, and attraction - so much so that you have to look away because of how flushed you are.

•Ram’s actor is just looking at you like you’re fucking crazy, “Bro, I thought Kurt’s actor and I were supposed to be the ay ones? Weird.” 

•After the show Eli always, and I mean always, checks when the next musical is gonna happen and what it’ll be

•The next show is Sweeney Todd, and this boy is excited

•When opening night hit he was practically vibrating with excitement

•Something he didn’t take into account is the burning rage he felt during the “Kiss Me” scene

•He ended up leaving early so he wouldn’t have to see you kiss someone (that wasn’t him)

•Later he felt bad for feeling that possessive and jealous over someone who wasn’t even his. It was then and there that he decided that the next time he saw you, he would ask you out

•Luckily for him when school starts up again the two of you share several classes

•And he never ended up asking you out every time he walked near your direction he chickened out

•Can anyone guess what happened after that…  he started dating moon 

•During their relationship, you never really ended up talking to him, although you were pretty good friends with Moon before the two of them started dating

•After Moon broke up with him though her immediate reaction was to call you and tell you he was single (and also to ask him out when he stopped acting like a dumbass)

•Once he started acting like he had a brain again one of the first things you did was ask him out

•Thank fucking God you did because  he would never, honestly he was so shocked that you’d even consider him after all the dumb shit he’d done

•I mean, honestly, why would any guy like you get involved with someone like him

•He ends up standing there so long that you think he’s rejecting you

•So once you start walking away he pipes up, “Golf N’Stuff, Saturday, 6 P.M. don’t be late,” to which you just nod your head

•He ends up being a few minutes late because of practice

•And y’all know that the entire dojo is non-discreetly stalking the two of you throughout the entire date until the two of you split up for the night

#eli moskowitz x male!reader #eli moskowitz x reader #cobra kai #cobra kai x reader #theater kid

[taegularities]

Day 3

I'm reading the cmi for first time AND OMG gurl I'm loving this jjk ffs so much like wow who thought I could stumble upon some good shit on like this

I'm done till cmi~light ✨✨✨✨ seriously 3 damn days it took just to be here

SWEAR these two dorkes like hell they are such idiots and clowns in love how they are not obvious to eachother but to whole world I'm sure even if stranger sits with them for moment they wouldn't able to tell...

The way (yn/oc) tells jk how he also treats her so good in (cmi light) like gurl 🐥👊🏻 what in hell you were expecting!??? A LOVE CONFESSION not in hell baby he is doing he is DUMBASS I cracked up so bad on his bant ass reply like "yea I treat Every women same as you" you ain't no special girl mf 🤭🤭 fuck man i felt second hand embarrassment for BOTH THEM because first of all why our gurl asking those dumb questions when WE know we gonna get dumber answers for that.... jezz that boy WHY HE IS SUCH idiot tell me he gets better on because no way our oc is falling in love with his super idiots ass (besides those delicious moves and sure that 🦴🔫 are very rare can't blam her) but still WHY HE thinks he not good or enough for oc or what's with so much not so required insecurities and looks like boy's all smartness 😒is in his peepee and hands only and god's be good not again those dumb secret why can't he be more open.

The scene in cmi-light gurl where jk appears from nowhere reminds of some old romance movie sitting of where this fl is all sadden up in her own misery sitting outside and suddenly another moment she try to move on and gets up but sees there the ml is all snuggled up in the sunset all the sun light covering him and all she could see is his outline and there he is waiting for her it was so good that it's making jump and paint like I wanna do sketching or water painting of that scene

Anyways I will let you know if I ever able to create one but seriously I WANT THAT SCENE HAPPENING REAL LIFE 😭😭 maybe to us or someone anyways bye

lesson to be learn never to be so desperate kids

🦴🔫 anon

lmfaoooo omg yeah, the story is kind of an idiots to lovers and a bit of a slow burn thing 😭 not sure how to react to the jk slander and the multiple mentions of the word 'idiot' lmfaooo i created the guy in a way that even i fell in love hard 🤣 you'll know why he's not so open!! he's been through a crap ton that makes it not so easy for him to speak his mind and "act" secretive, which is ofc frustrating for both, but also valid since they haven't been in this thing together long enough for him to reveal such bad trauma. be patient!! 😋

i'm happy you've been reading!! lights is somehow the chapter where most people drop by and leave a couple kind words hehe still one of my favs, too!! i hope you enjoy the rest (and them being idiots bc it's far from being overrr 😂) and thank you for going through my beloved magnum opus!!! you described the scene in lights so beautifully, too, bc yeah oc really did breathe that sigh of relief :') if you ever paint anything like that, i'd love to see it :) hope to hear from you again soon 🤍

#but also i think he just meant he's respectful to everyone haha 😭 which is a quality oc actually appreciates #we all want kind partners who are good to the people around them <3 #notes for rid 🌹 #🦴🔫 anon #fic: colour me in

[laundrybiscuits]

(come alive in the neon light tag)

Eddie’s gone when he wakes up in the morning. He doesn’t tell Robin about it. Eddie hasn’t said anything about not telling anyone or whatever, but it still feels like if Steve tries to put words to it, something’s going to break, and he doesn’t know if he can put it back together.

The next time he sees Eddie is awkward, no two ways about it. It feels like all the awkwardness that hasn’t really shown up from the last couple times they messed around is suddenly there, like it’s had time to wait and grow before popping up to yell surprise, dumbasses! You can’t look each other in the eye anymore!

It’s just them and Robin, thank god, because the brats would've sniffed something out like a bunch of bloodhounds, and he’d never hear the end of it. It’s bad enough that Eddie runs across them arguing about types of instant mac and cheese in the aisles of Melvald’s.

Eddie stops dead in his tracks, too obvious to be anything but weird.

“Hey, Eddie,” says Robin cautiously. She’s been trying to get Steve to tell her what happened. It’s really annoying. He hasn’t said anything much, so all she knows is that he’s been in kind of a funk after the movie night.

“Hey,” echoes Steve.

Eddie blinks at them, looking away almost immediately. “Um. Hey, guys.”

The silence that follows is huge and awful. In an unexpected show of tact, Robin says, “I, uh, forgot…to buy…tampons. Be right back, boys,” and takes off for the other side of the store.

“Hey,” says Steve again.

Eddie scrubs his hand over his eyes. “Dammit, Steve. It’s—I’m sorry, okay? You should’ve used a fucking pass on me. That’s what it’s there for. I know you didn’t want—I’m just, I’m sorry, man.”

“No, c’mon.” Steve puts his hands in his pocket so he doesn’t reach out. “You don’t have anything to apologize for.”

“Kinda think I do,” says Eddie, smiling in a way that doesn’t look happy. “Kinda think I really fucked this one up. I just…I should explain some stuff, I guess.”

“Okay?”

“Not—here. There’s only so long Buckley can pretend to quest for the perfect tampon. Come by mine later? Maybe around seven?” He glances up to look Steve in the face for maybe the first time in this whole conversation.

“Sure,” says Steve. His stomach feels like it’s twisting into a pretzel. “Around seven. See you then.”

He does reach out then, because Eddie's right here and there's all this space between them. He doesn't have a plan. He just wants there not to be space anymore.

Eddie says, "Pass," so quiet that Steve almost misses it. Steve lets his hand fall to his side.

Eddie nods in a weirdly formal way, turns on his heel, and leaves.

Robin smacks his shoulder. “What the hell was that, Steve!”

He hadn’t seen her coming up behind him at all. “Wait, did you actually get tampons?”

“I thought I might need an alibi if I got back too early! I didn’t know that neither of you would even fucking notice me. Oh my god that was so awkward. That was the most hideously awkward thing I’ve ever experienced in my life, holy shit. Will you please, please, please tell me what happened now?”

“I—” Steve stares at the empty space where Eddie'd been standing. “I will, okay, Rob? I’m going over to Eddie’s tonight, so. I’ll tell you afterwards. I promise.”

“You’d better,” she says. “And you’re paying for the mac and cheese, because you owe me for having to read every single box in the tampon aisle.”

#fic: come alive in the neon light #steddie #ten minutes of searching was insufficient for me to discover what mac n cheese was widely available in the late 1980s #but just know that Steve ends up getting the one that Robin likes best #anyway. this is short and transitional but sometimes that's just what scenes are. #I may just...put the rest of the fic up on AO3 when it's done #(dw I'll post here when I do)

[ls-daydreams]

Find the word Game~

Tagged a lifetime ago by @catchingbigfish and @words-after-midnight (and many other lovely people, but I’m trying not to make this post too long). I’m posting very sporadically, I know, but I do appreciate being tagged and I hope to discipline myself into doing these games and interacting more often 🤞

My words were: dream, break, poor, light, yearn(ing) from Nico and extend, freeze, song, table, and run from Elle.

I’m tagging (no pressure, ignore me if you don’t want to do it) @snehithiye​ @endways​ @writeblr-of-my-own​ @innocentlymacabre​ @enchanted-lightning-aes​ @frostedlemonwriter​  to do world, alone, face, time, to leave

As always, everything is from Metanoia:

dream (taken from a letter Michael writes Kai)

Maybe I finally reached peak physical, spiritual, emotional, psychological, every-al exhaustion and my whole being reset. Maybe it was just falling asleep nestled into your warmth, your willing hand in mine. I slept well. I dreamed... of us. I couldn't even tell it was a dream at first. I was making you breakfast, like I've done hundreds of times. You sauntered into the kitchen wearing my clothes. Like you've done hundreds of times. You hugged me from behind and I could feel your sleepy smile on my skin. Not a first occurrence. But then that smile turned into a kiss. Where your face was snuggled into my back. I thought you were teasing, but you kissed my arm. My shoulder. My neck. I let you. I turned around and you kissed my chin. Cheek. Lips. I let you.

I liked it.

break

The rugs are covered in crumbs and crusted, sticky sauces Patroclus couldn’t lick off in time, the fridge and microwave are smeared with god knows what on every side, in and out, and Mal even ends up having to glue the back of a chair to the rest of its body when he moves it and it breaks in his hand. It’s a broken, dirty room that’s too small and too aged, but it’s also where the prettiest sunrises cover everything in a bright, yellow glow and where it’s warmest and coziest in the winter. The true heart of the house. 

It’s Mal’s most favorite room.

poor

"Ma, please. This once, can you just..." he gestures emptily, then lets his arms slap his sides and hang limply. He's just a poor, helpless boy whose only lifeline is a thin, wiry Vogue from his mother's purse. Would she be so kind, please, ma'am?

light

Sensations assault him all at once - the cold marble deck cooling his palms and the back of his bare legs, the smell of freshly cut grass muddying his clothes, the creak of the hooded swing as he swayed and sweated on hot summer days. He looks up, expecting to find lights on in the window, but there’s nothing but spiderwebs and vines overtaking the cracked walls of the house.

yearning

He wasn’t sure if it was his sudden hunger that spread such yearning through his body or it was something else. He took a heaping bite to check. 

By themselves, the sensations were common and unimportant – tongue burning under the sweet and sour cinnamon apple filling, powdered sugar sticking to the corners of his mouth, even the way Lu had thrown the bag at him. 

All together, they jolted the synapses in Mal’s brain in what he could only define as raw affection. He knew, innately, that he’d eaten many of these strudels before, that they were offered to him, albeit aggressively, by someone he felt a deep attachment to.

extend

He carefully plops himself across from Grumpy, extending his bad foot while tucking the other, and stares. There’s no danger of being caught, Grumpy’s eyes closed as if he’s sleeping, but Mal knows better. He looks troubled, his face pulled in a tight frown, the pale skin under his eyes taking on the reddish-purple tint of too little sleep.

freeze

"I got an email I changed my password, dumbass. You could've just asked instead of going all hackerman on it."

"Ask who? The sleeping giant?"

Lu gasps, pulls hard on the bandage, making Mal wince and slap her hand away.

"I'm not a giant, I'm just well developed," she states, tying her work in a nice bow.

She's nowhere near as chubby as she was when they were kids, now grown into a strong, sturdy woman. Her cheeks are still full, tummy still soft, thighs still fleshy, but she's grown comfortable with her looks, and with that gained enough confidence to sass her way out of anything. It makes Mal's heart swell.

"Figure of speech, my sweet. Don't worry, you won't have to change the password again, I made it real personal and very you."

She cocks an eyebrow.

"It's DestielForever0804. Capital D, capital F."

Her face freezes in horror.

"What? Those are the dudes you're obsessed with, right? It was that or those other ones, but I didn't know if they were Merthur or Arlin."

song

Grumpy doesn't hear Mal approach; it's a miracle he can hear anything at all if blasting music in his ears like he does now is a habit. Mal can't make out an actual song, he wouldn't know it even if he did, but the drums and guitars are heavy and hectic and some lady's savagely screaming her guts out. Not entirely Dacia's style, not really Grumpy's either if one were to look just at the outside, but somehow the image fits in Mal's exhausted little brain.

table

Even if he hadn’t been here this morning, he can easily piece together what Carmen had for breakfast from the crumbs still speckled on the table and the dishes in the sink. He can tell she didn’t finish from the third of coffee left in her mug. He knows he was cutting veggies for soup since the poor carrots are all shriveled and dried up on the counter. He knows exactly why it was all left in a rush from the bloody tissues and bandage wrapper they hadn’t thrown away.

run

"No one can shame you if you don't feel ashamed," he remembers himself say, and for once he has to give it to Kai. Don't run away, don't hide, just own it.

#ldwrites #ldmetanoia #tag game #i do apologize for coming back once a century to do some of these #such is my life these days

[livikattt]

daily fun but useless ppau fact #10

aka "EVERY JOKE/EASTER EGG IN ONE DAY YOU'LL WISH YOU HADN'T"

I'm putting it under a read more because it's long af (because... my dumbass.... makes a lot of jokes. if u didn't notice.)

chapter one: wish (soraka r)

“Not a single sign that the Rift’s champions, those gods amongst men, had ever been there at all.”

This was a vague reference to Damwon’s championship skins where they had wanted to appear as gods coming down from the heavens, if I remember correctly.

-

“And Faker would never be enough of a fool to trust someone who once lived in his shadow.”

Faker is (kind of) Zed in this au, so this is secretly a joke. ha ha.

chapter two: you and me (yuumi w) (get it? because meiko's skin is yuumi? i'm not funny ahahahah)

“Hmm,” Jiejie begins, his eyes wandering as he thinks. “I think Meiko would have wished for something to make him an even better support than he already is. Viper probably wished that he’d never miss a shot, and Flandre definitely wished for some magic that’s better than that smoke thing he does. That, or to be able to do this his entire life. Who knows?”

Two out of three isn't bad :)

-

“But Jiejie,” Scout says, intentionally mispronouncing his name. “How can you even be tired?”

I explained this in the end notes already, but Scout pronounces Jiejie’s name like 姐姐, which means older sister. Credit to my friend that only referred to Jiejie as “big sister” all throughout Worlds 2021. Bro is gonna fail Chinese III.

-

“Breathe, Yechan. Breathe.”

I’m pretty sure Scout is the only one to be referred to by his real name by his teammates, if you don’t count the introductions in the first EG fic. Generally, I try to avoid their real names, since it starts to feel a bit awkward once I’m writing about Ryu Minseok and not Keria or something. It’s too personal for me.

(Edit a few days later: I forgot about Miky but c’mon, I was not about to refer to him as “Mikyx” the entire fic)

(Edit a few more days later: Gumayusi got full name’d, shit is going down)

(Edit a few more more days later: everyone getting full name'd now this is not a drill)

-

quick tw for death but when my mom was crying to me about her dad's last wishes i. i kind of. i kind of went "AYO WHAT DID I HAVE MEIKO DO IN ODYWYH TO COMFORT SCOUT I NEED TO KNOW" and just tried to channel whatever he did

im that emotionally constipated kill me

chapter three: end of the line (graves q)

“He plays Teamfight Tactics until he sees stars when he blinks.”

Perhaps in this universe Riot Games is truly a small indie company…

-

“Scout tries to scream, but without the room to expand his chest, all that comes out is the faintest whine.”

This was tested to make sure it was an accurate depiction. I got sleep paralysis once when my sister was audibly on a call in the room over. I tried to scream. Didn’t work. The sound I made was actually very embarrassing. (it is ok to laugh at me for my sleep paralysis experiences. they are funny in hindsight. for more tips on how to handle sleep paralysis just hmu)

-

“We’ll go to Europe, then. I’ve heard there’s a retired Summoner that can suppress someone’s abilities. Maybe he’ll be able to suppress the Rift’s blessing as well.”

Some of you (by which i mean aryasage) caught it already, but this is a reference to Caedrel. In a different version, Scout’s response is, “No, he’ll just cancel it.”

chapter four: moonlight vigil (aphelios r)

“He’s not stupid—he knows what sleep deprivation does to people. (He’s read the Russian sleep experiment creepypasta, after all.)”

Somehow I doubt he would have been able to get his hands on that one, but whatever. Either way it’s kind of terrifying, and if it was true, this fic would go in a very different direction. Would not recommend it if you're scared easily or if you spend too much time thinking about everything that could go wrong.

-

“Telling the whole story to the rest of his team is quite possibly the hardest thing Scout’s ever done, if he ignores the past week or so.”

-

“You look like shit.”

In a different version, Scout absolutely snaps at Jiejie and then proceeds to verbally and emotionally obliterate him. I kind of wish I had been able to keep it in, since I thought it was kind of fun in a “haha angst goes brrr” kind of way, but it didn’t really fit in with the rest of the chapter.

-

“Scout sniffs, gratefully accepting the tissue someone hands him. He’s been going through a lot of those lately, despite it being November.”

Is there even a no-nut November equivalent in China??? Either way I thought I was hilarious in the moment.

-

“Forcibly inducing sleep (aka punching Scout in the head) is out too once Viper mentions brain damage, even if Meiko insists he can fix it.”

They don’t test this theory, but Meiko is 100% confident that his magic can repair brain damage. In the end, they decide it’s not worth finding out.

ppau leak: this comes up later

-

I spent thirty minutes googling how to meditate just to write this chapter. Worth.

-

“Scout tries to respond. His body doesn’t move an inch. Somewhat deliriously, he imagines himself as a meme. Aw, shit. Here we go again.”

-

‘“You need to relax.” Jiejie leans forward, holding two fingers to Scout’s head. “And trust me. Do you trust me?”’

Jiejie quotes Evelynn here for no other reason than He Can.

chapter five: harrowed path (viego e)

“Forgiveness is a bitch, and so am I.”

My English teacher wouldn’t let me use this line in my personal essay, so I put it here instead.

-

“It’s then that Scout realizes they’ve been moved from the couch to someone’s room, where two twin beds have been haphazardly shoved close to each other.”

no homo [lolrpf shippers I'm looking at u.]

#ppau edg #ppau fun facts #ppau #ppau flandre #ppau jiejie #ppau scout #ppau viper #ppau faker #ppau odywyh #ppau other #ppau writing #ppau leaks

[eyedelater]

this is the post i have written while reading pluto by urasawa naoki

what a good recommendation. thank you for sharing.

i am very tickled by the fact that this is a spinoff of astro boy, i'm reading it without ever having consumed ANY astro boy media, AND astro boy himself dies in it (for a time.) every one of these factors is *chef's kiss*. i love the idea that someone will put their whole heart into creating a spinoff like this and not hold back whatsoever.

i will note that everyone having a large nose makes it a little difficult to distinguish characters sometimes. like haas and gesicht. but it's also refreshing to have a manga artist who does not hold back when drawing noses. and i'll admit the noses are powerful.

i'm reading a scanlation by stephen paul and mangascreener and i think they've done a great job (insofar as i can say that without having seen the raws). i mean there's no foolish grammatical errors or anything. well, very few. i have no sense of how long ago this translation occurred. might've been when the manga was coming out.

the themes around AI and emotion and humanity are compelling… i'm just absorbing everything without forming thoughts of my own.

i notice robots are hetero. i'm sure there's nothing stopping them from falling in love in non-hetero ways though. and they can raise human children…? i want to see a family with three robot moms and one human kid. the luckiest kid in the world with her amazing strong three robot moms.

the idea of making strong robot cops and soldiers that look like normal middle-aged white men. and not even really sexy ones. maybe if they were too sexy it would be distracting?

the idea of a world with sentient AI robots who can be easily destroyed and are irreplaceable. the mind itself can't be backed up and stored somewhere? you have to just accept that it can't. [note added after reading the whole thing: they address the idea that a mind can be copied and put into a new robot body and that it then becomes a new being. this must be the school of philosophy the author adheres to with respect to duplication of minds)

when pluto stopped possessing the park guy's body and the other guy was like "now come to your only TRUE body…" and pluto emerged up from something wet. robot bodies are usually the opposite of wet. that's how you make a killer robot extra scary. have its body be wet.

tenma is just gendo ikari with a pompadour… right down to the glasses shape. says his son hates him. wife's dead

of course you will think an AI is a failure if you're creating it to try to replicate a certain person…

all these anti-robot microaggressions oh my god

pluto's true form is revealed with no explanation as to why it had to be wet earlier

it switched to a different scanlation group and the quality immediately went down haha… and some chapters later, this new group translated it as "gejihit" instead of "gesicht." they misunderstood the (ostensible) protagonist's name. the guy whose face is on the cover. they didn't bother to learn that guy's name before taking on the translation project.

i wonder if gesicht was so named not because of the significance of the german word Gesicht (which just means "face") but because of how it sounds transliterated in japanese, as gejihito, where "hito" means "person" and "geji" could mean "command/order" (as in taking commands or orders). also "gejigeji" means "house centipede" (irrelevant)

i guess atom did have to come back to life… since he's astro boy…

been a while since i took any manga screenshots to comment on but i had to for this one: https://gyazo.com/edf86995592bc2a56bfec0f94ad9ddf8 i want a math person to tell me how many words it would take to express that formula verbally. this is a human guy saying a big stupid formula out loud to a robot. if the recipient is a robot, you can give him a microsd card or have him visually scan a piece of paper. formulas like those are hell to say out loud, right? dumbass tenma. this is my unhelpful commentary.

you could hold some of these people's noses in the palm of your hand like a small apple.

lately i've been paying extra attention to how facial expressions in manga portray emotions. the range of facial expressions shown on characters tends to be kind of set within one manga (you rarely see an established mangaka bust out an expression the likes of which you've never seen in their work), but each mangaka has a distinct way to do it. it's their take on the breadth of human emotions. the faces in ranking of kings are very unique and full of heart and also often endearingly clumsy and also sometimes confusing and vague. but they work! the faces in pluto are in a completely different style and also seem to encompass different emotions, but they also work and are clearly full of heart. there is POWER in well-executed facial expressions. it is narrative power and emotional power. it's COMMUNICATION. and one manga where the facial expressions do not communicate well with me is stupid jujutsu kaisen where if someone is in a tense moment they just make a face like 8| and it's like, that face doesn't mean anything. that face isn't showing anything. and that's one reason i have mercilessly declared that jujutsu kaisen is lacking in heart. jujutsu kaisen never made me fuckin cry! (maybe it did. i forget.) it's got nothing but Coolness. you can't build a whole good manga solely on Coolness. it's not a matter of genre or technical artistic skill. this has been the obligatory shitting on jujutsu kaisen of this post.

they really gave pluto a cute design. i'm very satisfied. he's got teeth, and i like that. still no word on why he is or was wet. he opened his mouth and it made saliva strings. machine oil? or still wet?

astro boy gets powered up by the power of hate…

when you don't read manga for a while, you lose track of the approximate scale of how many mangas there are and what proportion of them might be very good. i'm very pleased to find there is a manga this good that i had never heard of. (except maybe once. i do have a vague memory of seeing a tumblr post about naoki urasawa's noses.)

it is very like a president of the united states of ******* to become willingly ensnared in the machinations of an entity that clearly only ever had bad intentions

bora appears and it yells HOGAAAH and BORAAA

i had true doubt as to whether the world would end, right up until the middle of the last chapter. i can appreciate that. i also couldn't have predicted that final panel. but i appreciate that unpredictability too.

i hate the adjective "gritty." maybe because in my mind the connotation is of a "gritty reboot" that takes something good and turns it into something stupid by trying to make it edgy and morally dubious. like… have you read the unreleased early draft movie script for louis sachar's Holes? forced edginess to the point where it's ridiculous and it doesn't Hit. "gritty" is like imagine dragons (diss). i don't want to describe this manga as "gritty" because i don't want to insult this manga. it doesn't have any of the surface-level manufactured darkness of something "gritty." it has proper darkness and proper philosophical and moral quandaries. and it has beauty.

how do i decide which mangas to write posts about as i read vs which to let simmer without putting my thoughts into words? i dunno.