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From the alternate ending of Fallen Angels (1995)
#fallen angels#Takeshi Kaneshiro#Michelle Reis#wong kar wai#film#hong kong cinema#c#if tumblr fucks up my formatting im going to be so fucking mad
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Their reaction when you fake an orgasm
Fandom: Multi Fandom
Pairings: Various Characters X Gn!reader
Genre: Smut
Format: Scenario
Warnings: NSFW content, Not Proofread
Word Count: 0.3K
A/n: the page goes blank while im writing one more time and me and tumblr are gonna have a problem =|
youre under him, your feet pressed on your belly as hes pounding into you harshly. you arent really in the mood for it today but you dint want to turn him down, and you also know that he wont let go of you unless you cum; therefore, you decide to do something you have never done in your life before, which is faking as orgasm. you start loudenning your moans as you shake your legs, pretending like youre cumming; but unfortunately, he knows you too much to fall for that, so he notices this.
↬ok this guy is mad, and when i say he's mad, i mean it. hes like "bitch! im getting my ass kicked giving you pleasure, and then you go and do this!? so what? am i not good enough to you?"
hes so upset that he might just pull out of you and start jerking himself up in front of your eyes. and dont you even dare touch yourself! or else you wont be seeing him naked for months.
yup! thats how upset he is.
Bungou Stray Dogs:Kunikida(he thinks its a shameful action but hes pissed so who gives a shit), Chuuya Nakahara (mad baby), Akutagawa, Tachihara, Ranpo( petty boy hehe)
Death Note:Light (god bless your soul, your names written in the damn book after this), Mello
The Case Study Of Vanitas:Vanitas (idk why but i always picture him getting mad in these situations)
Jujutsu Kaisen:Megumi (hehe)
Haikyuu:Tsukishima (was literally thinking of him while writing this, Kageyama, Sugawara (only if he had a bad day), Kenma (another petty baby), Atsumu, Iwaizumi, Kunimi
↬well hes not exactly happy! i mean, oh really? so thats how it works now huh? ok then! prepare yourself Belladonna!
hes a tease, and he found the perfect opportunity, so why not teach you a lesson?
prepare yourself to be fucked up real bad, without reaching any orgasms.
he goes down on you real quick while focusing on your sensitive parts with his hands, and when your legs start shaking for real this time and youre about to reach your cervix?immediately stops whatever hes doing and smirks at the sight of you being frustrated while begging him to let you cum.
Bungou Stray Dogs:Dazai (i literally said belladonna in the text), Fyodor, Mori, Kajii, Tachihara
Death Note:L Lawliet, Also Mello
The Case Study Of Vanitas:Roland (will let you cum eventually tho)
Jujutsu Kaisen:Itadori, Sukuna, Geto, Gojo
Haikyuu:Tsukishima, Daichi, Sugawara, Kuroo, Tendou, Osamu holy fuck, Suna motherfucking Rintarou, Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Kunimi
↬boy is shocked, bur pretends like he didnt notice it, and will tell you that he came too actually, and that you dont need to take care of him and you should just take some rest. but when you do go to sleep hes awake, being sad while thinking to himself how messed up he is in bed that you had to do that, and how youre going to leave him in the future for someone who can give you pleasure for real.
this is so cruel just dont do this to them-
Bungou Stray Dogs:Atsushi (please just be honest with him), Akutagawa (insecure baby), Chuuya, Fukuzawa, Tanizaki
Death Note:Matsuda, Near (is it weird that i see him as a softie...?)
The Case Study Of Vanitas:Noe :')
Haikyuu:Hinata, Kageyama, Yamaguchi, Nishinoya, Asahi, Lev, Bokuto, Akaashi, Ushijima, Kita
Reblogs are appreciated! :)
#atsushi x reader#dazai x reader#chuuya x reader#oikawa x reader#tsukishima x reader#bokuto x reader#akaashi x reader#osamu x reader#atsumu x reader#iwaizumi x reader#ranpo x reader#vanitas x reader#noe x reader#roland x reader#kageyama x reader#hinata x reader#kita x reader#suna x reader#akutagawa x reader#ushijima x reader#gojo x reader#geto x reader#itadori x reader#megumi x reader#nishinoya x reader#asahi x reader
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hi im anon from (734828727660412928/npd-culture-is-deciding-to-give-up-on-friendships?source=share) (hopefully that link works, I don't use tumblr often so I'm not sure how to go about following up asks on anon). just came back to read this blog during a really bad crash im having right now because it cheers me up to know im not alone in having symptoms of this disorder and saw my ask got posted...
(update on friend situation) just today they said in the group chat theyre all drawing gift art for each other and other friends... i'm still waiting on the paid art from them but they're doing art trades and stuff for free so i feel kind of like trash. im a bit of a bleeding heart though so im gonna give them like one more month before telling them not to bother finishing the art for me... id love my money back because it did cost a LOT of money but i dont want to be a dick so im just going to express my disappointment by telling them not to worry about the commission at all. i want to feel like i have some right to be mad in this situation but im very soft hearted and dont really have any other friends so if i lost these friends id have literally nobody else in my life :( and that kinda feels like hell for me to think about... i feel like im being treated like dirt but im still going to go christmas shopping for them.............. even if i feel like shit, i feel shittier if i dont get people gifts and stuff because i just think to myself, like, "i feel like crap if nobody buys me shit for holidays or my fucking own birthday and i dont want other people to feel that way".....
also im feeling a little sad because whenever my friends talk about their friends they dont even refer to me by name theyll go "[friend a name], [friend b name] and oomfie are in our server" or something. im not even a name to them... i feel like the last kid picked on a team but not even the last pick. like have you guys ever been on a sports team and you kinda got awkwardly waved over to one of the teams because nobody even wanted to pick you? yeah.
i wonder if im just really dense and need to pick up on hints that people dont even want to be around me. i even tried to post this video game i started working on lately because i thought it was really interesting and cool and i put my soul into it but everyone just ignored it in the group chat.
i think the social outcast route is probably my best bet at this rate, i think. im going to be pretty fucking depressed about limiting my social interactions but i think the depression from isolation isnt as bad as getting constant narc crashes from people not putting even a tiny bit of energy into friendships. like.. i honestly am not asking for very much. i get fucking narc highs if someone uses my fucking name in a conversation. i get highs from literally the bare minimum fucking interaction of anything directed in my direction im so desperate....
i wasnt going to write up a follow up ask but i just wanted to say thanks to this blog for existing and making me feel like im not completely alone and thanks for the nice comments in the reblogs and tags, it cheered me up. you guys are really nice to me and i'm a complete stranger to you all, it makes me feel like theres some hope for nice people existing out there. im just a little too tired to carry on. thank you all, i hope you have a really good day. keep on surviving out there, it's not a kind world to any of us, and it's tough to stay alive at all.
(apologies for another vent but thanks for posting my asks <3 i wish you all the best and nice days to come. also sorry this isnt in the npd culture format, but i just rly wanted to say thank you for the support on the other ask)
sending hugs (with consent) nonny 🫂 i'm so sorry honestly you deserve way better than how your friends are treating you :( i hope at some point you can talk to them about how they're making you feel and improve the situation because it sounds like you deserve better
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Ocean Wave
"Listen, I know what it’s like, to be searching aimlessly, with no idea how to find what you’re looking for. Goin’ ‘round in circles and driving yourself nuts, over ‘n over ‘til you lose track of where you’ve been. Who you’ve met, ‘n… who you are."
Dracmon wasn't always by Kaito's side. Which begs the question:
part 1 - footprints in the sand
Who was he, before the arrival of his other half?
part 2 - a winding current
And what was he doing, on that fateful day?
Part 1 has been posted! a friend informed me that tumblr dot shit apparently doesn't put your stuff in tags properly if there's an outgoing link in the body of the post, so the ao3 link is in the source!!
again yeah im not posting the fic on here , im not wrestling with format again etc etc etc
so this is a 2-part thing where im going over who dracmon was before kaito, and what he was up to the day they met, and how they eventually found each other.
after seeing all endings, one of the things that stuck out to me the most was that there's like... no rhyme or reason to how much the digimon know about themselves and their world. i LOVE that shit, because i love to go looking for meaning that may not even be there.
in my authors note at the end i talk about how i think its fascinating that agumon knows absolutely fuckall about the history of his world, but he knows SO many digimons names and their personalities. bro why!!! i dont know!!
and then by contrast, falcomon knows a HUGE amount about how kemonogami live and what sets them apart from one another. he doesn't know everything, and certainly not as much as jijimon, but when you look at like... agumon and lopmon, they seem just as clueless as the kids about who they are. theres a scene early on where falcomon's explaining how some digimon are capable of reasoning and others arent. i thought to myself, what makes it so?
that exact line of questioning is responsible for the first half of ocean wave. why do some digimon know more than others? why can't some talk? why do some seem to have such faulty memories? i took all these questions and used dracmon to walk myself through some possibilities.
in like, part 2 or 3 or something, dracmon mentions that he doesnt like how definitely-normal-human-woman-and-not-arukenimon is looking at the kids and says that she looks at them like a predator hunting prey. Bestie Why Do You Know What That Looks Like. so i made up why. stuff like that is soooo much fun!
the second half of ocean wave is entirely inspired by me being mad that everyone got a champion evo sequence except for kaito. like what do you MEAN. did he have a nice evo sequence, it just happened offscreen, or could it be something else? i took the something else route and im really looking forward to not shutting the fuck up about it when i post part 2. also sorry for putting this in the kaito tag when hes not even here yet. but i figure if you like kaito you probably also like dracmon?? anyway
thanks for reading!
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pet peeve discourse format: post that presents your own side of the wildly vitriolic discourse as the soft anxious uwu smol bean side. example:
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> group I identify with: "hey guys, could you please do this one small thing for us?? 🥺🥺"
> group I consider my enemy: "omg you absolute dipshit you're the worst and everything you've just said is the worst, how fucking dare you ask me to mildly inconvenience myself, I hate doing things for anyone ever and my basis for this is entirely to watch you suffer because it's funny, lmaoooo"
> group I identify with: "oh.... ok...... guess I'll go die...... 😭😭😭"
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idk I just have such a bad reaction to, in community conflict situations, pretending to be the One Soft And Reasonable Side,
for stuff where it's like. y'all I've been seeing this discourse, that's not how your cohort actually consistently talks. in most of these things, there's beratement posts and petty angry manipulative bullshit flying around in all directions
What tumblr discourse is, is traumatized people trying to find answers for their overwhelmingly complex feelings and experiences… even when people are wrong, it's very very rare that there's an actual outright villainous side ime
and idk, it just really irks me to see discourse fall away from the useful relevant topic into deciding We Are Good Ones and They Are Bad Ones, when we're not talking about CEOs, we're talking about other young disabled traumatized people, trying to figure stuff out with the only peers they know how to find
it's okay to be mad at people, it's okay to think someone is very very wrong and to say so, disabled traumaqueers are plenty often wrong and do bad things! trauma reactions, including bad and hurtful ones, are extremely common among us, this is how the trauma works
but idk, the times when people process this by presenting the rest of the world as outright villains, and themselves as just soft sweeties trying to get by…
idk, that's the stuff where I get real sad and scared
I genuinely kinda like discourse! I think sorting through complex issues together, even with conflict and tension involved, is extremely useful and interesting
but I hate "the discourse is bad because the other side is Willfully Cruel, unlike us who are just being Reasonable"… and the only way I've found to get away from it is to… just stop reading it and make sure my posts never end up in front of anyone anymore, I guess
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also i just want to say thank you! i really got into P4 this year and finding your work only amplified my love for it. mim became like my 2nd favorite character all because of you also the stage play it really lives in my head rent free. i love your art and writings, your work has turned a special interest into an even more special one.
hi yeah I read this morning I was tearing up a bit sorrry for being an emotional baby I dont get love letters often maybe thats why im full of love . in exchange. thank yo thankyou for all the nice words it means a lot. here’s A LOT in return. with commentary because it um. was too much for the tags
okay this one was one of the drafts for my 3/20 art this year there was like. four drafts till i settled on this one then went SIKE 🏌️🏌️🏌️ you're doing the dual type ones ( the magazine ones i ended up posting )
MIDNIGHT TV STATION REAL !??? anyway here’s just shadow yukiko and iznmi interaction it’s not finished since there’s no backgrounds yet I swear there are. I did this alll the way back in feb I think and just kept polishing it bit by bit throuhgout the year and it’s STILL not done yet. the horrors came in I couldnt work on bigger pieces anymore since they wouldnt even get FINISHED anyway 💥💥💥 there’s also a s.kanji one but those are a bunch of blobs and text in shorthand
mim is such a jokester asking questions n shit to twist people’s heads but yukiko’s just so sweet she really means what she says yknow like this is supposed to be the start of mim remembering what humanity is besides the mindless and selfish desires that technically gave birth to them after tearing them apart from the whole they once were. the LAST few TV stations these women were asking shit like ohhh can we hang a noose here ohhhhhhhh I want it to smell like liquor and rust and this girl was like can I have a castle !!!! can I wear a big pink frilly dress and hold a mic to push my human self’s buttons I think it could work
yeah these are my plans for the m.inaba arc for gsaslau and FUCK IM SO MAD I WAS WRITING ON THE TUMBLR EDITOR BUT IT FUCKED UP THE FORMATTING AND A WHOLE CHUNK OF TEXT IS GONE sorry this post is gonna be a lot longer than it should be
okay ! gsaslau Magatsu Inaba arc. Adachi’s besties with the attendant but Mim decides they’re done with the attendant facade and erases everyone’s memories of the guy. They did a bad job at it though so Adachi’s stuck with the awareness that he has a hole in his life that could’ve been avoided if someone did a better job at cleaning up everything that reminds him of memories he’s going insane over thinking they exist when they DON’T to literally everyone else.
He makes a deal with the fog to be god’s prohpet and usher in the New World as its Fool so it gives him the answer to whether or not his memories are real and worth bringing back a guy he thinks is dead. Souji tries to stop him and as much as Adachi’s trying to hide his true intentions under the guise he’s justifying himself as a bad guy this whole time, he kinda snaps under pressure that a bunch of kids are being able to stop him despite the help of a god and a world he can manipulate.
Mim’s plan was to wait for his Shadow to take over so his body’s properties would be enough for him to become a vessel to manifest Ame-no-Sagiri. But THAT doesn’t happen so they did plan B: go force the power of Persona and wear it like a costume enough to hide their face to stop further awakening more memories that could throw the whole deal off.
Souji recognizes that it isn’t the power of Persona so he demands god to stop using their powers through a human just to hide from something, it’s putting the guy in enough pain already. Mim agrees to leave and Adachi’s Shadow finally takes over anddd and yeah I could make a separate post about my writing I wish I had more time and energy for things
okay this one looks simple it’s likeee a manga that was supposed to be a companion piece to some writing that also didn’t get finished. so. I could share that but they’re non proofread discord messages but I promise the draft is there
the context is that they’re in Okina and they try out the gacha machines. Mim’s genuinely having fun but they pull a teru teru bozu which um. remind them they’re supposed to dutiful god. like they look like a teru teru bozu. and that they’re supposed to treat this as an experiment to see humans’ true desires so they just shove it to Adachi who harmlessly relates it to them because it honestly looks stupid annd the whole tension dissipates.
here's also a bit of writing alll the way back in feb. i guess the context would be episode 13 and 14 where nanako leaves her loveline umbrella with the fox except this time she doesnt get wet since she had a pit stop at the gas station yaayy :mimyay:
The little girl left her umbrella by the torii with the fox as a gesture of her kind heart. Then she hugged the plastic bag in her arms and began to run straight home.
The rain was pouring hard! The summer wasn't as kind as her, nor would the crashing showers that would come after days of blazing heat.
Every step she took quickly became squickly and soggy as her shoes and socks were already soaked through. Her pigtails were getting heavy and her bangs almost covered her eyes. Just then, she heard a voice in the rain. But before she could look, she slipped forward.
"Ah!" Nanako gasped as she let go of the bag and braced for impact, but heard another "ah-h!" as she was quickly hoisted up with an arm wrapped around her chest, picking her up and felt another arm underneath support her. Her chin now on broad red shoulders that smelled faintly of car exhaust and gas amidst the rain.
The splashing of shoes on the wet pavement along with the crinkling sounds of a plastic bag was heard. Nanako was more worried of whose perfectly dry clothes she drenched with her sopping wet ones.
"You okay, little kiddo?" a familiar voice asked as she was gently set down on dry concrete away from the rain.
"I'm okay," she said, wiping her bangs and looking straight at the stranger in front of her.
It was Moel's gas station attendant, the one Souji works with. "Ah, you're big bro's big b--" she quickly shook her head, "I-I mean, big bro's senpai."
"Heh," the crouched man laughed weakly, it even seemed like he forced that smirk. "I work here too, y'know? Little customer."
"Oh, I'm sorry. And thank you, mister attendant."
"You're welcome, and don't worry about it. 'S not like I'm too mad about it."
An awkward air accompanied the scents of lingering exhaust from the last car and the petrichor from the rain. Although Nanako didn't feel any of this, just to say. It's always been like this with big bro’s senpai, at least how it's been with just Nanako herself. Like right now.
The man continued to crouch and adjust his hat. "Well, you're a silly girl. Why's someone with flowers all over her papers running around in the rain?"
Dunno how long, but I hope you haven't been running around like this for too long. I know you live nearby but your big bro's gonna have to take care of you if you get sick!--I mean, he'll always take care of you. He's a good kid.
If you were out long, I'm impressed how much of this you kept dry! …Just hoped you could've done the same for yourself, hehe.
Ah, but knowledge's different than wisdom, or whatever mister detective said. Hm, he even said I had neither! Maybe that's why I didn't know?
Uh…well….the fox by the shrine…. it was getting wet, so I…
Hm…
Heh, 'can see how you and that kiddo really are alike, little kiddo.
and SURPRISE !!! i found this lying around i thoughtt id add it here because youre so nice and it's so lovely to see you in my notifs all the time THIS IS A JUMPSCARE FOR EVERYONE ELSE sorrryyyy sorry
#persona 4 spoilers#mayonaka terebi suteeshon#gsa sl au#p4#yukiko amagi#nanako dojima#izanami persona#moel gas station attendant#⛽️🌫#tohru adachi#adanami#assk#cyphere#boot.tingting#arttag#latigaux#// crazyy crazy my artstyle changed at least a billion times this year and last year#// sorry for all the manga pages and shit out of context i also put a lot since i get like one or two asks on my ask games im trying to mak#// make the most out of it because this gas station doesnt have the best marketing department <- i am the marketing department#// OKAYYYYY OKAY SOSOS MUCH COMMENTARY sorry for not shutting up i am an npc youd get so mad at#// for interacting with because youre stuck with 27 unskippable dialogue boxes if you do#// hi coming back to add more tags since im still awake it means alot to me that i could get people to like this idiot it fills my heart up#// sorry if that.s a bit cheesy. also my heartfelt and genuine apologies i made you trip and fall in this hole somewhat and i cant provide#// as much as i would like to. as a starving man i .i cant really cook much theres rootcrops in my head that um.dont get harvested sometime#// sorry for litera;lly making bullshit analogies that dont make sense i dont have a lot of people to talk to. so those rootcrops just#// grow roots deeper and deeper and deeper and deeper and i do pull it out it just takes a while and it s so .big
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1 and 7 for the fandom ask game!
1. list 3 positive things about your current fandom(s)
Wincest fandom (rather than the entirety of spn) has been the greatest fandom experience for me for tons of reasons but here are few of em:
1) My absolute favorite thing would be how the fandom is still so alive even three years after the ending. New people join everyday, many older veterans are still around, many just deciding to come back. There's always some new take, analysis or just scenario that I haven't seen likes of, but also posts everyone has been rewriting in their own ways AND THAT'S JUST BEAUTIFUL. Everyone at certain point watching spn and losing their mind over one specific thing. It feel makes it so easy to feel connected no matter when you join.
2) The abundance of webweaving here. I know it's in general a popular tumblr format but I don't think I've seen it so rampant in one specific fandom the way it is in Wincest corner. The fandom had such history with webweaving and comparatives that even Siken mentioned it and this has lead me to discover many many amazing poems and literature.
3)This fandom is absolutely UNHINGED. Like I haven't seen a fandom so collectively deranged and the crazy part is that the morbid madness is not just for wincest but also ppl who are more strictly into weirdcest/platonic samdean. Ive seen enough nonshippers also obsessed the madness inducing fucked up thing between sam & dean and i love love that. But srsly Shipping wincest is a slippery slope into necro, gore, dadfucking, carfucking, cannibalism, stuff that in some previous fandoms i had much harder time to find group of people for.
7. your favorite tropes to read/write/draw
When it comes to reading, even begore spn i think my main food has been angst/whump/hurt no (or sometimes and) comfort, noncon and generally dark themes, feeling realization, first times, unrequited becoming requited, angst with happy ending, but also bad ending & character death and the NON-fixits that make things worse<3
But thing with sam & dean is that i become even open about thing i didn't like before??? Like i hated soulmate trope for certain reasons but with sam and dean im just, yep, soulmates. Domestic bliss & established relationships was so so boring to me but with sam & dean it can be sooo comforting (and even angsty in less traumatic way). I also doubled down on character death bc i want my boys suffering <3. God i DID NOT like anything involving parenting and children but i grew sooo fond of samdean parenting jack. and oh gen fics!?? I would read gen fics sooooo rarely before wincest but now i also madly love weirdcest that is genuinely gen with non-shipping goggles that go "fuck im not even making this up". AND omg I'll shut up but this one being sooo new for me but outsider oc or random mentioned character viewpoint. (That blurry wife pov fic and few others like that making me go insane) like i was never into oc fics but with sam & dean defining them through other lenses is addictive!!!
Thank you for letting me ramble <333
love your fandom ask game
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Would u ever analyse/write about peter bipolar stuff bc i see so many ppl psychoanalyse daniil but i just want to put the stamatins in a lab and examine them anyway i saw ur peter daniil bingo thing and i think manic depressive peter is so real and we should spread the word and there isnt enough peter content maybe daniil can b there too so yh what do u think about petrs brain ??...... umm im a little weird from many painkillers but i hope this makes sense
bipolar peter ask part 2 -- but also i think p1 petr is so different from p2 peter kind of a bigger different than most other characters [[like peter1 is still consumed by his vision and a pretty wizard and insane utopian but p2 peter is more tired disillusioned ready to be a dilf]]] so like man they might need to be separated if analysed but anyway hes got problems ❤️
soooo i am trying to answer this for the second time. tumblr’s new ask formatting kind of fucked up when i tried to insert the few screenshots i thought explained peter’s mental state. so here’s peter thoughts... 2!
i don’t really have the screenshots required to make a lengthy meta post about peter’s mental health issues on the scale of my daniil & autism analysis - though i doubt any analysis i write will quite surpass that - and even less for classic peter, but i do have a few thoughts.
i think a lot about peter’s state of mind because he’s probably my favorite utopian. which isn’t to say that i dislike the others (except georgiy), but peter holds a special place in my heart because i really relate to that depression he’s got going on. i like to think of peter as bipolar type ii, because the depression seems more pronounced. i also think it’s a good balance with andrey, who i hc as having bipolar type i. in contrast to peter’s depression, andrey has the irritability and impulsivity of a manic episode (i mean, he’s walking around without a shirt while there’s a sentient plague outside. shout out to everyone who’s walked around in the freezing cold in tank tops and shorts because they were (hypo)manic)
Peter: We don’t see eye to eye, the Judge and I. He argued taht the Tower was never their family’s crowning achievement... merely mine. And I concur. It was my crown. I’ve hit the ceiling...
i know the tower’s creation and existence is the source of much speculation and i’ve seen and liked a lot of what i read that people have had to say about it, the role it plays in the story, and the role it plays in peter’s depression. but i think it’s also fair to read it as something he may have created and feels he can’t replicate because he was hypo/manic at the time and has since crashed. once while hypomanic i was writing 5k a day like it was nothing, and when i finished the project and the episode i became overwhelmed with grief, like i would never write again. i think this hypothesis is supported by the fact that he and andrey obviously have created many fantastic things - they reference the dancing bridge and i think the other two are the cold hall and the house house? it’s late so lol if i got the names wrong - so clearly those unfinished stairways are not all there is. and he’s inspired again when he temporarily has custody of grace, so clearly he can and will create again, with or without the polyhedron.
Peter: You know, old boy, I was never persecuted for my genius. Nor was I prosecuted for murder. And yet, it turns out all this was my hell after all.
Voice line: Life is a night at the bar. All the wisdom you gain, you pay for in pain.
i think one of my friends w bipolar suggested that the way he interacts with his creations hints at psychosis, but that's something i'd be ill-equipped to discuss as i don't experience psychosis. his paranoia that farkhad and andrey are mad at him, though...
Peter: I wonder how long my tower will hold. I wonder if Farkhad forgave me... if Brother is angry with me... I wonder about many things.
this screenshot isn’t exactly proof of anything, but he definitely seems wrapped up in mistakes that he’s made in the past in a way that feels familiar. at some point in time all the mental illnesses become inextricable, but there’s a lot i’ve felt i’ve lost to the bizarre shit i’ve done while strugging w bipolar disorder and i think the regret is real. not to mention the significant comorbidity of bipolar disorder and anxiety disorders. and the high rate (70%, according to this) of comorbidity between bipolar disorder and substance use disorder
Peter: A lot. I have to quit drinking, but I don’t have any willpower left.
peter clearly has a lot less faith in his potential for recovery and it makes me wonder if he’s tried to get sober before and failed.
also i tend to mash my characterizations together when writing fic because i look at the two games as accompaniments of each other - especially as we only have one route of p2 so far. but i do think p2 peter seems slower and sadder than classic peter. i think they’re different symptoms of the same illness though... maybe when i get around to replaying bachelor route i’ll take more screenshots of peter and formulate more thoughts on his mental illness but boy. he’s got it.
thank u for the ask!! i love talking n thinking about this kinda stuff.
#icarus.txt#peter stamatin#bipolar headcanons#one of these days i will write a fic that's just peter
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so. asides, huh.
i’m making this post ten minutes before the episode drops and right now I’m scared, who’s gonna be in it, oh no
aaaaa oh my god oh my god it’s here im shaking oh god oh fuck
flirting with social anxiety? VIRGIL
WE’RE GETTING VIRGIL???
we finally get content of virgil oh god oh fuck is there gonna be Drama
my heart is pounding
this intro still slaps yall
new A??
oh god, more waiting.
IT’S ESSENTIAL VIEWING?
ABD ILLUSTRATES??? I LOVE THEM???
wait. wait artist friends?
W H AT
i just SCREAMED an ANIMATIC i will LOSE IT
OH MY GOD ROMAN AND VIRGIL
THAT’S ROMAN ROMAN’S GONNA BE HERE
IS THIS ALL GONNA BE IN CAPS NOW? YES
yesyes patreon gets flashbacks to last night’s drama
THE SNIPPETS OF ANIMATION ARE SCARING ME
now that i think abt it, flirting with social anxiety is such a ro and virge thing
oh god is there gonna be angst oh god oh fuck
thomas ilysm
im SCARED just GET TO IT
no wait dont im not ready
ads. yay. well at least i get more time to prepare
that time was not enough FUCK i’m not ready
just glimpsed the cover of this ep (not what it’s called i’m sure) and jlkhgfdsfghj
NO MY COMPUTER WONT LOAD
COMPUTER STOP IT I WANT TO SEE MY BOIS
gonna log off tumblr and write the rest of this on notes or smth. notes can’t format im losing it. why is this my life.
GAY OR NAY? kljdhgfdsfghj
computer is still struggling to load i am Not Happy with this
THOMAS IVE NEVER BEEN SO HAPPY TO HEAR UR VOICE LET’S G O
“you too??” thomas ur a mood
ROMAN VIRGIL I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
lkjhgfds get off his back guys cmon
oh no is roman so adamant abt this because he wants thomas to be good
DLKJHGFDS THEY’RE TAGTEAMING THIS IM LOSING IT
THEY’RE F R I E N D S
“you didn’t mean that” roman no, roman stop, roman. roman.
STOP PLAYING WITH PEOPLE’S HEARTS??? ROMAN N O
OH GOD THEY’RE ACCUSING THOMAS OF LYING
THIS REMINDS ME OF SOMEONE,,,, OH FUCK
dkjhgfds uh oh here goes roman mr Gay Prince
“*sighs* cutie at twelve o clock” ROMAN I LOVE YOU
WE DON’T KNOW IF HE’S N O T GAY DKJHGFDSAFGH
dlkjhgfds “you have used that argument on me far too many times” i’m laughing so hard already
awww the stickerssss
paramore!!!
DLKJHGFDS AWWW NIGHTMARE BEFORE CHRISTMAS THESE DORKS ARE SO EXCITED
ads again
wait i just realized that if there isn’t any makeup needed,,,we could have janus
:(( oh no we won’t have remus oh :(((
COMPUTER WONT LOAD AGAIN
i’m five minutes in and i’m already dead
“those jokes are old” “you would know” roman ilysm
ugh,,,pintroverts
ROMAN’S LIL SMILE AS THOMAS GOES CLOSER IM,,,BABEY
kjhgfdghj MICROPHONES im in love with this
“OHHHHHH,,,,ohhhhhh” dkljhgfdsfghjkhgfds
this animation is FANTASTIC did i mention
dkjhgfdgh they’re Trying thomas
GREAT INDEED
ROMAN I LOVE YOU
“the only logical next step,,,go home and regret everything” virgil i love u
gay eyes? gay eyes.
DKLJHGFDGHJGFDG ROMAN PLS STOP OH MY GOD ROMAN NO
virgil is struggling
ads.
VIRGIL’S DRAMATIC SHADOWS I CANT--I LOVE HIM
“i wasn’t testing you, i was just panicking”
“you chose to be a liar”. no. no don’t. stop.
thomas u disaster gay
GERARD GAY,,,,I USED THAT NICKNAME ONCE,,,RAIN ON YOUR BLACK PARADE I AM FEELING PLATONIC PRINXIETY FEELS IN THIS CHILIS TONIGHT
oh they’re fighting over thomas oh noo :(
no
no no no
“IF I AM, I’LL ADD IT TO THIS LIST”
NO
ROMAN N O
now thinking abt “something we’re both familiar with”,,,A A A AAAA
i dunno,,,plants dkfgsfgh
virgil is just shoving him around jkshgfdhj
thomas u GAY DISASTER
thomas pls ask janus for help with lying u cant lie
“CHECK FOR TREASURE FOR GOOD MEASURE” ROMAN I CANT DJKHGFDS
“hide so he cant see u in all ur shame” i love this so much oh my god
“easy, roman” THOMAS IS STILL STOPPING ROMAN FROM INSULTING ANYONE IM SAD
so,,,,,stalking
dljkhgdf this is so funny oh my god
they should grab patton!! hearts right?? speaking from the heart?
oh wait yeah roman’s mad at him, fuck
thomas is awkward sweetheart
computer goes out AGAIN im LOSING it
halfway thru. already so scared.
HE SAID IT WAS ESSENTIAL WHAT DOES THAT M E A N
yay computer is working again
also i love this animation sm, like seriously, oh my gosh
oh no roman’s expression is this gonna be sad
“least of all myself” thomas this is turning into a breakdown,,,are you okay
oh NO virgil’s expression
“knowing what i want” ROMAN’S EXPRESSION
IM SO SAD NOW FUCKING DAMMIT
this is so good and PAINFUL
WAIT IS THIS THE MONOLOGUE
IS THIS THE FUCKING MONOLOGUE
BECAUSE IT’S GOOD,,,IT’S SO GOOD
okay but seriously don’t go up to someone and say they’re radiant,,,this is a good speech but like,,,please dont use it irl thomas pls
lkJHGFDGHJ THE PERSON IN THE STALL OH MY GOD KJHGFDS
thomas is still a terrible liar oh my god the second-hand embarrassment
roman’s lil WTF roman ily
OH NO VIRGIL STOP
VIRGIL I DONT LIKE WHERE THIS IS GOING
“THE LIES” A A A AAAA
no. no no no. no no no
i am saying “no” out loud OH GOD
“i so badly want this” ROMAN
you cant have true love if the relationship isn’t based on truth,,,yes but also no?
roman i think ur biased here
both of u are
VIRGIL FUCKING SAID IT
“WILL DECEIT CONTINUE TO BE THE ANSWER TO ALL OF YOUR PROBLEMS” VIRGIL WENT FOR IT
GOD OH FUCK IM IN PAIN
“NO, HE’S BETTER OFF WITHOUT ME”
WHO’S SAYING THAT
ROMAN,,,ARE YOU SAYING THAT
ohh here comes the gay panic knhgfxdfgh
“he fears things too???” dlkjhghfd yes virge he’s your soulmate
awwww they’re arguing djkhgfdedghj
“it’s okay EXCEPT IT’S SUPER NOT” virgil ur such a good boi ily
thomas no
thomas stop
“one more chance at happiness squandered” roman dont be mean
“it’s probably for the best” ROMAN NO
VIRGIL IS SO CONCERNED
HE’S PANICKING BUT HE’S TRYING TO DO HIS BEST FOR THOMAS
A A A A A A AAAA VIRGIL ILY
“YOU SHOULD HAVE JUST SAID HI” THOMAS IS GONNA GET A BF
i like songs dkjhgfd THIS IS GOING SO WELL THO
I’M SO HAPPY FOR THOMASSSS (CHARACTER THOMAS)
oh no mysterious suitor is pretentious /j
no wait is THIS the monologue
WHAT’S THE MONOLOGUE THOMAS, WHERE IS THE TRUTH
“that was you???” DKJHGFGHJGF
bruised ego. roman’s hmm. a a a aa
“let’s not waste this one” I AM SO HERE FOR THESE TWO
THIS IS SO CUTE AND WHOLESOME OMG
ROMAN’S IN L I K E IM SO DLKJHGFDSGH A A AAA BABEY HIS LIL HEARTS A A AA
THEIR LIL SMILES AS THEY WATCH IM,,,HHHHH
ROMAN THANKED VIRGIL
AND VIRGIL’S SO SURPRISED,,,A A AAA
“BRAVERY” A A A A A A AAAAA
THEY’RE FUCKIN
THE PLATONIC PRINXIETY FE E L S
ROMAN’S SO GRATEFUL AND VIRGIL’S SO FLUSTERED AND OH MY GOSH IM SOFT
is that the end???
no wait we have,,the end card
should i skip the patreon announcement for the end card
BUT LIKE THIS ANIMATION MEDIUM,,,MEANT THEY COULD FUCKING HOLD EACH OTHER’ SHOULDERS
THAT’S SO COOL
AAAAA ROMAN IN PERSON HI ROMAN ILYSM YOUR LIL THUMB BITE ILY ILY ILY
“PUNK” DKJHGFD
more accurate to say,,,puts on bowler hat DECEIT’S THEME PLAYS HI JANUS
BUT JANUS IS RUNNING IT DLKHJGFDHJGFD
skipping the patreon, maybe i’ll watch it later, can’t buy anything anyway i am smol
AWWW THEY’RE ALL GEEKING OUT OVER IT
THOSE LIL DORKS I LOVE THEM
,,,,virgil’s eyeshadow
VIRGIL’S EYESHADOW
IT’S NEW
OHHH THEY’RE ALL BLUSHY I LOVE THEM
VIRGIL’S EYESHADOW CHANGED WHEN HE GOT LESS EXCITED,,,,I’M IN T R I G U E D
HIS EYESHADOW’S BACK TO PURPLE
AWWW THEY’RE SO EXCITED I’M HERE FOR IT
“JOIN ME,,,NO THINKING” ROMAN I L Y
dlkjhgfdghjkgfdGHJ i’m laughing so hard
“are we ready for this” oh no
oh no oh no
computer wont LOAD there are ten more seconds i wanna see!!!
i had to RESTART MY WHOLE COMPUTER to see the rest >>:((
oh no virgil is apprehensive
that’ll come back to bite them later
ROMAN STOP PRETENDING LIKE THERE ARE NO CONCERNS CHALLENGE
djkhgfdghj “demon” virgil ily
in conclusion prinxiety are best friends and i am living for this and also i’m in material amounts of pain
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Revival of Midoriya Izuku chapter 3
It’s been 84 years huh? As always the fanfic is up on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/16929483/chapters/52652386
also im aware of like some formatting issues with the fic when it comes to tumblr, so reading it on ao3 might be better if you particularly care about like italics and what not, but otherwise it’s all the same stuff.
“Move your ass Boom Boom Bitch, I wanna get there early!” shouted Izuku, as him and Bandit sat on rather stylish, but uncomfortable couch in the Bakugous’ living room that was probably worth more than both of them put together, which probably wasn’t even that much anyway since they’re both garbage, but it’s about the principle of the thing.
“Shut your mouth you Trash Twink, I’ll get there when I get there! And what the fuck are you doing in my house?” screamed Bakugou all the way from upstairs, although with his voice being as explosive as his quirk he might as well be standing right next to you considering the damage he does to everyone’s eardrums.
Speaking of hearing damage “Katsuki!!! Is that how you talk to our guest you rude brat?! Get over here!” exclaimed Aunt Mitsuki.
“Shut it old hag! Deku’s not a guest, he’s just an annoying cockroach that invites himself wherever he wants and does whatever he wants!” which is a fair point, considering Izuku has invited himself to Bakugou’s first day at UA for less than wholesome reasons. Some people might see it as the ultimate bitch slap to Bakugou’s ego (partially true), but for the most part it’s merely a testament of how far Izuku has come, considering he now only sees UA as a place where he can flirt with Tensei’s hot brother, rather than a means of accomplishing some bullshit dreams... But it’s not like Kacchan knows any of this, so he can fuck off.
If you were to ask Izuku what his deal with Bakugou was, he would reply “Best friends, duh” with enough sarcasm to last you the next ten years. If you were to press for any specifics his reply would be more along the lines of “I dunno, get the fuck out of my apartment” followed by having Trash Bandit sent after you. The bottom line was, his relationship with Bakugou was complicated, as were most thing in Izuku’s life, but that’s not unusual.
Izuku’s presence at the Bakugou household though? That’s quite unusual, yet more likely than you’d think.
And although the screaming match between the two Bakugous was ever so entertaining Izuku had places to be, and guys to seduce, so “Leave it Auntie” he exclaims in a dismissive manner “We don’t want to rile him up too much, otherwise he ain’t gonna get that 30-day chip from the anger management that he’s been gunnin’ for” he adds half-jokingly.
“I know, I know” she says “But you’d think he would act a little nicer by now, after all these months of therapy.”
“Wouldn’t expect miracles if I were you Auntie, you know what the say; Apple doesn’t fall far from the tree ” replies the boy with a shiteating grin as he motions towards Bakugou descending down the stairs, not missing the way Mitsuki flinched ever so slightly at his rather obnoxious comment.
“And to think you used to be such a nice boy yourself, I used to always tell your mother how great it would’ve been if Katsuki was more like you” she says in a mix of bittersweet nostalgia and regret.
“Yeah well, considering the shit I got for being nice , I think from now on I’d rather be a bastard and then some” exclaimed Izuku as he got up from the couch with Bandit in tow and made his way towards Bakugou. The other boy was getting ready to leave as well and his excitement for the day was concealed even more poorly than his mother’s discomfort at the current conversation “Have a good one Auntie!”
And with that, the two teenagers and one (1) sheep were on their way.
“Kacchan please , not everything is about you” said Izuku exasperatedly, hurrying over to the only empty seat on the train.
“Like hell it isn’t! This was supposed to be MY DAY, my first day at the school of my fucking dreams, and you’re trying to ruin it by following me around dressed like a dollar stripper!” replied Bakugou in a whisper-scream. He may have anger issues but he wasn’t a dumbass and the two of them were already drawing enough attention as it was. It wasn’t exactly easy to remain unnoticed on a train while carrying a green sheep; a task which fell on Bakugou, because Izuku was a weak-noodle-arm-bitch.
“First of all, I’m flattered that you think I’m worth a dollar” said the weak-noodle-arm-bitch in question “And second of all, this is my best outfit.” Said best outfit consisted of a worn out tank top that had THE HOES written on it in what once was a glittery pink; a pair of booty shorts with ENEMY OF STATE hand stitched onto the backside and rainbow patterned knee socks. The look was completed with a pair of pink platform crocs, because Izuku had standards ... and because he was short.
“God I hate you” murmured Bakugou.
“Don’t I know it Kacchan?”
The rest of the train ride was spent in silence.
It wasn’t until they actually reached the gates of the school that Bakugou had a thought; one that he probably should’ve had before they even left his house, but having a coherent thought while carrying a sheep and bickering with the sheep’s owner about whether the sheep should be referred to as a dog or not is in all fairness not possible.
“They won’t let you in” he said, voicing the sudden epiphany.
“Sure they will” replied Izuku.
“Oh yeah? How? Deku, you don’t fuckin’ go to this school, you don’t go to ANY school!” shouted Bakugou, because they were no longer on the train, therefore arguing with a lunatic stripper looking guy was now acceptable.
Izuku for the most part did not have a problem with that, because not only did he love having petty fights with people, he also loved proving them wrong, especially when everyone and their grandma accuses him of being a high school drop out.
“Shinjuku Metropolitan would beg to differ” he says, dropping the metaphorical bomb on the unsuspecting dipshit that is his childhood friend, after which he continues to walk, crossing the gates of UA High like he owns the damn place.
After about a minute of Bakugou standing frozen in shock, he finally snapped out of it when Bandit decided to start chewing on his uniform “Oi, hold the fuck up!” screamed the blond as he followed Izuku inside, while the sheep was being dragged along like a betrayed ragdoll “Did you just say Shinjuku Metropolitan?!”
“Kacchan, you know I can’t hold you, you’re too heavy” replies the other teen, while pointedly ignoring Bakugou’s question and the looks he’s been getting from the students.
“Don’t change the subject shitty Deku! How the fuck did your ass get into a top non-hero high school in the whole damn Tokyo you bitch?”
“What, like it’s hard?”
“I fuckin’ swear to God-”
“Do it! Pull the trigger piglet!”
“WHAT’S GOING ON HERE?”
Their pointless quarrel, which was on a steady way into becoming a straight up brawl (Izuku having already pulled out his axe and lighted a cigarette using one of Bakugou’s warning explosions) came to a stop when they were interrupted by one of UA’s teachers, although in Izuku’s opinion she made a wrong career choice, considering being a Dominatrix probably paid more.
On another note, when someone asks you ‘what’s going on?’ that doesn’t mean they’re actually interested in whatever is happening at the moment, it means ‘stop’, therefore Izuku’s answer to that question, which usually involves something along the lines of “You see, I’m small, horny and full of rage, and I have no outlet for these emotions” is rarely appreciated. That is not to say that the lack of appreciation is going to stop him from spawning whatever dumb shit comes to his mind when faced with the judgement from authority figures. If anything it makes everything worse.
“That’s just how we flirt” replied the teen instead, all the while looking THE Pro-Hero Midnight dead in the eye and putting out his cigarette on Bakugou’s uniform jacket. Bakugou, for the most part was unable to even be mad at the cigarette burn considering he was busy recovering from being metaphorically punched in the kidneys by that line.
“And why aren’t you wearing uniform?” she asks suspiciously, pointing at Izuku’s attire.
“Oh, I don’t go here” he replied casually.
“Then pray tell , why are you in this school?”
“To get laid”
“TO WHAT?!” screamed Bakugou in surprise.
At this point Midnight took out her phone (no, her costume doesn’t have pockets, please don’t ask where she keeps it) and clicked on one of three contacts she keeps on her speed dial.
“Principal Nedzu, we got a situation…”
After telling Bakugou not to worry and that he will see him later in class, Izuku was dragged to the principal’s office by Midnight.
On the way there he tried cracking up another joke, telling her that his safe word was ‘avocado’. She did not appreciate that one either. For those of you wondering what happened to Bandit, the sheep ended up following Bakugou, much to the blond’s dismay.
Now, being sent to a principal’s office, especially of a school that you don’t even attend is usually a sign that you have royally fucked up. Not for Izuku though, because he had a plan! Contrary to the common belief, Izuku is not dumb. The fall didn’t kill off any of his brain cells, only his ability to give a shit, which made life much easier since he no longer had to worry about things like: people’s opinions, social norms, laws and heteronormativity.
Anyway, back to the plan. Izuku was not dumb, therefore even he knew that wandering around UA while not attending the school would not fly. He needed a way to stay, and for that he needed the guy who runs the whole shitshow; Nedzu.
Which is why the moment Midnight opens the door to the office Izuku stomps in like a man on a mission and stops right in front of an animal of questionable origin in a suit that is allegedly UA’s principal. A little unusual, but if a scumbag like Endeavour can hold the title of No. 2 Hero in Japan, then an animal can run a school.
The principal in question was calmly sitting on a couch and drinking tea, totally unconcerned with whatever bullshit Izuku was about to throw at him.
“Now, what seems to be the issue with this young man?” asked Nedzu.
“This young man-” said Izuku, pointing to himself in a rather cocky manner “has a message for you!”
“And what would that message be?”
The principal’s question was answered with what Izuku can only think of as the ultimate power move, or in this case; a literal ace up the sleeve. The boy proceeded to pull out a Monopoly “Get out of Jail” card out of his shorts (since he technically wasn’t wearing any sleeves) and slam it on the table right in front of Nedzu.
While to an outsider the current situation might seem absurd, it is important to remember that Izuku had a plan; one that could’ve never come to a fruition without a little help from the most unexpected person, which is why that card was no ordinary Monopoly card, but a very specific reminder that only Principal Nedzu would know the meaning of, and when he picked it up and flipped it around, the neatly written message on the back made its presence known.
It read: “You owe me one. - Hisashi”
“My dad says ‘Hi!’ ” exclaimed Izuku, taking one look at Nedzu’s face and knowing that he already won.
Was cashing in on a favour that his dad secured like 10 years ago a morally good decision? Debatable, but it got the job done so he’s not gonna complain. All that mattered was that Izuku now had a pass to enter the UA grounds whenever he pleased and nobody could stop him, and so here he was about to enter the classroom where Kacchan is supposed to be in. The bell hasn’t rung yet so he still had some time and who knows, maybe the handsome guy from the police station was in the same class?
With that in mind he opened the gigantic door and made his way into the classroom and was met with what looked like a pissing contest between his crush and his childhood friend.
“REMOVE YOUR FOOT FROM THAT DESK! SUCH AN ACTION IS INSULTING TO THOSE WHO CAME TO UA BEFORE US AS WELL AS THE CRAFTSMEN WHO MADE THIS DESK!”
“LIKE I CARE! WHAT MIDDLE SCHOOL ARE YOU FROM, YOU EXTRA ?!”
Ah yes, pissing contest at its finest, which meant that Izuku had options . The most obvious course of action would be siding up with Tenya and taunting Kacchan, which is not something Izuku would ever say no to. However , it also happens that the object of his affections had a massive boner for rules and authority, which is the exact opposite of everything Izuku stands for, so siding up with Kacchan it is.
And so he made his way to the pair of bickering teenagers and promptly pushed Kacchan’s feet off the desk, earning a scoff from the blond and an approving but baffled look from Iida, which only lasted for about 2 seconds, because Izuku being the gay disaster that he is simply HAD to ruin it all by claiming the desk as his sitting spot and giving Tenya the most ridiculous bedroom eyes that had Kacchan fake gagging like his life depended on it.
“Umm...Izuku, was it?” asked Tenya, feeling awkward under the other boy’s intense gaze.
“It sure was” replied the boy, feeling happy about leaving enough of an impression to be remembered from all those weeks ago “Fancy seeing you here, huh?”
“Indeed-”
“Oh for fuck’s sake Deku!” exclaimed Bakugou, completely fed up with the cringeworthy display in front of him “Just tell four-eyes that you came here because you wanted to see him and be done with it!”
“WHAT?”
“Kacchan, not now! I’m trying to put on some moves!”
“Well your moves are shit-”
“Hey, aren’t you that guy from the news who stabbed a villain in the eye with an axe?!” shouted one of the students while pointing at Izuku. There was something ironic about the fact that it was his stunt on live TV from 2 weeks ago that got everyone’s heads turning and not his iconic outfit, or inappropriate behaviour, or literally anything else about him. Like that’s just rude ok? And interrupting him while he’s trying to flirt? Also rude.
“Bitch, I might be” he replied anyway, because his reputation was on the line and because at this point literally everyone has gathered around the desk that he sat on, so things were way past the point of return. People were throwing questions and accusations at him left and right, Trash Bandit is nowhere to be found and his quil flask is not full enough for this bullshit. At this point Bakugou simply got up from his seat and sat at the back of the room, as far away from this nonsense as possible.
“It’s you!”exclaimed the boy with dual coloured hair and equally mismatched eyes “You’re the guy who keeps T-posing in front of my house. Can you please stop?!” he asked with the most deadpan face Izuku has ever seen despite his voice being filled with desperation.
“Look, I T-pose in front of a lot of houses so you’re gonna have to be more specific” he replied sarcastically — despite knowing exactly who he was talking to — since it probably wasn’t a good moment to mention that you’re besties with that person’s mom because you were both stuck in the same loony bin and so you already know all the family drama and have dedicated a good portion of your time to harassing her abusive piece of shit husband…especially with like 20 people around you.
“You’re the one who egged my limo!” shouted one of the girls at the back. She was a very tall girl with long, dark hair tied in a seemingly gravity defying ponytail and a kind face. She had an air of a distinguished lesbian about her, which Izuku could respect even if she was rich if the limo comment was anything to go by. He egged several limos in his lifetime because seeing rich people out in public makes him go apeshit, as it should, so really how is he supposed to remember everyone?
“And I will egg it again!” promised Izuku “When I see rich people out and about it triggers my fight-or-fuck response”
“Don’t you mean fight-or-flight?” she asked.
“No”
“Are you ok?”
“Not in the slightest”
And with that more people joined in on the conversation, including a particular girl who very much looked like an alien with her bright pink skin and black sclera who ended up complementing his outfit, which thank fuck someone here actually had good taste , as well as a guy who ended up being Ms Shouji’s son, and the only reason he found out was because the guy recognised his antics based on the gossip his mom told him and isn’t that a small fuckin world? And in the middle of it all laid an inconspicuous yellow sleeping bag that has been conveniently ignored by everyone for the sake of the plot up until now.
The sleeping bag began to seemingly unzip by itself and soon enough Bandit’s head poked out of it.
“Bandit! There you are”
“Baaah!”
“Guys! Look at this dog!” exclaimed one of the students who Izuku thought looked like a personification of weed, but he wasn’t going to say that. At least the guy knew what he was talking about.
“I’m pretty certain it’s a sheep-” added Tenya, taking his role as the last standing voice of reason in this room very seriously, even though his voice has practically drowned in the sea of teenagers chanting ‘good doggo’, similarly to how one might feel if they were standing at a dance floor while Baby Got Back started playing.
It’s also important to note that while all of this was happening, Bakugou who has sat himself at the back of the room was forced to witness the chaotic force that is Izuku interacting with multiple people at once while being able to convince about 20 of them to refer to his sheep as a dog, and in that moment he turned around staring into the void and asked himself “Am I having a fuckin stroke?”
“Nah, he’s always like that” replied the one person who was sat at the back along with him that Bakugou previously did not bother to notice.
“And how would you know, you damn extra?” asked Bakugou somewhat offended, because sure him and Izuku were not on the friendliest terms and the whole incident from last year really changed him and what not. But they still knew each other their whole lives, so really that had to count for something and Bakugou was not willing to compromise on that with some random extra who looked like a Tinky Winky humansona on drugs.
Unfortunately Bakugou was not able to get an answer because the entire class was interrupted by a homeless looking guy coming out of the yellow sleeping bag to shame student kind. “If you’re here to socialise, then get out” he said. Soon enough the room was filled with a tense silence as the students were unsure of what to expect next.
“It took 8 seconds for you to quiet down. Time is a precious resource. You lot aren’t very rational, are you?” asked the man as he walked to the front of the classroom, making it very clear that he was in fact their teacher. The man was rather tall and unkept, his hair was long and slightly curled, similar to Izuku’s own and the outfit he wore could only be described as a goth onesie. There was something very familiar about him but Izuku couldn’t quite make out what it was supposed to be.
However, just because Izuku’s memory aligns very closely with a slice of swiss cheese doesn’t mean that the same can be said about the teacher in question. As soon as he turned around to get a good look at his new class his eyes fell on Izuku and his face has swiftly shifted from that of practiced disinterest to shock and recognition that Izuku honestly was not expecting.
“What are you doing here problem child?” asked the man with a certain degree of disbelief in his voice. Once again there was something very familiar about him and the way he addressed Izuku and wait a minute did he just call me a problem child? That can’t be-
“Uncle Shouta” exclaimed the boy in a way that felt uncertain, yet childishly hopeful “Is that you?”
“Of course it is brat, who else would I be?” he replied with a hint of amusement.
#revival of midoriya izuku#demise!au#bnha#fanfic#midoriya izuku#bakugou katsuki#trash bandit#aizawa shouta#iida tenya
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rules: answer 21 questions and tag 21 people you want to know better
tagged by @laurels-things thanks! you seem like such a nice person!
i. nickname?
lui or simply lu
ii. zodiac sign?
scorpio
iii. height?
165 cm... I'm not sure if I'm below average height on my country, but I believe brazillian people are pretty short. I may be the shortest amongst the boys in my class but I'm the tallest amongst the girls (except one girl who is nearly 180cm i stg) and as a nonbinary person this is a good place to be, i think.
iv. hogwarts house?
hufflepuff :D
v. last thing I googled?
amongst or among — i was unsure if i was using the word correctly sjbshsbshsvs
vi. fav musicians?
THE BEATLES (all 4 of them, but john lennon speaks to my soul in ways i can't describe... the way he makes me feel is something out of this world)
david bowie
elton john
brendon urie from panic! at the disco
the boys from green day
aaand i have mad respect for some soundtrack musicians bc i eat these up constantly. i like ramin djwadi, michael giacchino, ennio morricone, danny elfman, jonny greenwood (yeah i know he's from radiohead but i haven't listened a lot of stuff from this band yet and his phantom thread compositions are SUCH A BOP), hans zimmer and i've been also listening to the score of the shape of water by alexandre desplat (i like him, but jonny greenwood was ROBBED) so maybe that'll be a future fave. also i love a lot of composers for disney animated musicals but if i start i won't ever shut up. but i love almost all of the disney soundtracks.
i would say some time ago whoever wrote the songs for the smiths which i believe includes morrisey, but i recently found out he is extremely right wing and i don't think i can still like someone with these kinds of inhumane views on people&society... i'm disappointed
vii. song stuck in your head?
currently bad boy (the beatles' cover of the song), john's vocals make my pulse speed up since the first verse
viii. following?
2234 nfbdjdbjdsbjshs but i think most of the people i followed years ago are no longer active, i must go through the list and try to do a spring cleaning or something
ix. followers?
408... and like half of these i gained only the last two months or something... and i don't know why shdbsjbshsbs maybe it's the beatles thing
x. do you get asks?
i don't, but that's ok because i don't know if i have a lot of interesting things to say... but if you wanna get something off your chest, go ahead, i love to listen to/read drama 👀
xi. amount of sleep?
tricky question because it constantly changes, sometimes i don't sleep at all bc i have to leave the house at 5h20 in the morning to go to uni and i stay awake until late and when i realize i have to go shower already dhsbshbshsvshs and then when i come back i sleep for like... 10 hours or smth or i don't bc i got stuff to do and i accumulate sleep and then there will be a day of the week i'll just shut down for 15 hours. mostly i try to go to bed around 23h and wake up around 4h45, so that makes it almost 6 hours .
xii. lucky number?
never noticed any particular number that favors me
xiii. what are you wearing?
t-shirt, shorts, it's hot as hell here
xiv. dream job?
don't have one, just want one that won't consume me so i have time to do stuff i'm actually interested in
xv. dream trip?
also don't have one
xvi. instruments?
flute, some percussion, some guitar, i wish i had actually studied music besides the basic stuff... i still wanna learn to properly play something and not just beat some bongos during carnival
xvii. languages?
portuguese, english, bit of spanish only cause of the similarities with portuguese and 4 years of classes in middle school...but still, can't speak or write, only read and listen
xviii. favorite songs?
oh my god... ok...
i was making this in list format but it got way too big... it's still big i'm sorry
the beatles: i want you (she's so heavy), strawberry fields forever, across the universe, oh! darling, and your bird can sing, tomorrow never knows, mother nature's son, yer blues, golden slumbers, i am the walrus, i me mine, long tall sally (little richard cover), you can't do that, what you're doing, ticket to ride, rain, eleanor rigby, happiness is a warm gun, i'm so tired, blue jay way, for you blue, in my life, anna go to him (cover).
david bowie: time, cygnet committee, unwashed and somewhat slightly dazed, tvc15, life on mars, young americans, queen bitch
panic! at the disco: that green gentleman, she had the world, build god then we'll talk, nearly witches, emperor's new clothes, bittersweet, nine in the afternoon, northern downpour, behind the sea, stall me, the piano knows something i don't know
green day: jesus of suburbia, brutal love, hitchin a ride, blood sex and booze, give me novacaine, whatsername, last night on earth
the smiths: this charming man, panic, how soon is now
elton john: goodbye yellow brick road, bennie and the jets, rocket man
queen: somebody to love, killer queen
strawberry swing - coldplay
welcome home - radical face
joão e maria - chico buarque
barbara rose - jonny greenwood
bachianas brasileiras no 5 - heitor villa-lobos
le festin - michael giacchino, camille
rains of castamere - ramin djwadi
unchained melody - a lot of versions from a lot of artists
another day - paul mccartney
meu erro - paralamas do sucesso
flor de lis - djavan
love the way you lie - rihanna&eminem
man! i feel like a woman - shania twain
xix. random fact?
well, it's not really a fact i think... i'm moving (again) but this time is to my father's house because my mum is moving to the south of the country... and i'm so fucking scared because we aren't close at all (i met him when i was 14) i mean, he seems nice enough, all of our interactions have been mostly pleasant but his wife (and probably he himself too) is a bit conservative in the brazillian traditional white family way (she's white cause she's a southern. i know yall think all latinos are poc,,,, but that's not true) but then again, that's something i had to live with all my life so i can handle casual homophobia and racism and sexism... but it will still be so weird cause i never been away from my mum too long (i'm... a momma's boy). i'm going next week i think, wish me luck.... (also he's got two dogs who won't leave me the fuck alone, i get out of the shower and they drool all over me, they know i'm a beta so they keep getting on top of me and since they're HUGE and i'm such a weakling i can't even get them off me and i can't scold them with a strong voice, i just can't do it... i mean, don't get me wrong i like them... but... they like me way too much and keep making me dirty.. i hate being dirty)
xx. aesthetic?
farm aesthetic..... idealistic farm aesthetic habshabaha like marie antoinette's pettit chateau. also the whole pretty odd aesthetic and strawberry swing by coldplay aesthetic
i'm tagging (probably less than 21 ppl) @zutaralesbian @ekscelsior @benstolemyhearty @lannistermartell @tyrionlannysters @avatars-legend @cerseiofhouselannister @falconsredwing @gendryayaya @glittering-snowfall @agirlandabeast @bugband @alittlebigpotato @vairemelde @charmeilon @jawn-lemon @antilennon @im-only-sweeping @ssimsass
i hope tumblr actually notifies you guys, i had problems with the last one...
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Challenge prompt for February; Rey and Ben are texting each other filthy things to rile each other up before they get home to do said filthy things to each other
The prompt does not explicitly specify, but I have derived from, uh, context clues, that this is intended, like the last anonymous prompt, for the Rey and Ben of Kohelet 3:16, in their LA life. And that is what I have delivered. Doing the text formatting I did in the story proper is kind of exhausting on Tumblr, so you will have to figure out who is typing from their style. (When I answered the prompt on Friday night, I was like, “This is probably among the dirtiest things I’ve ever written.” But I may have topped myself?)
i miss u
Oh, you do, do you?
I’ve heard that one before.
yeah u have
so u know what i mean
You mean you miss my mouth on your cunt.
oh I miss lots of things
but yeah now that u mention it…
its a very nice mouth
Yes, well, I’m extremely busy clerking, so you’ll just have to wait.
ben. we both know how good u are @ waiting.
But we’re talking about YOU waiting.
uh huh
u kno i went to work in just a camisole today
it’s too hot out for bras
if I get too turned on someone might notice
Rey.
but ur busy clerking so i guess im just gonna have to finish out the day like this
REY I AM ACTUALLY BUSY CLERKING
but ur answering ur texts
I’m going to stop now. I’m going to put my phone in my bag on silent and read this brief.
ben if i come to ur office wd you fuck me in a bathroom?
if u came to mine we have this nice supply closet full of snacks
u cd have fruit leather AND get ur dick sucked
sounds fun right??
sounds fun to me
i love it when im sucking ur cock and u start pushing ur hips
like u cant help it
like u need it
does it feel good?
fucking my mouth like that?
i love it when u pull my hair and make me take ur cock
oh u cn def see my nips thru my shirt ben
someone’s gonna walk by and see and think code compiling makes me hot
or maybe they’ll think
oh she’s prolly texting her bf i bet he fucks her good
bet shes a dirty little slut for him
bet shes wet right now just thinking about the sounds he makes when she gets on her knees and sucks him off
shdnt a brief be short ben its called a brief
I’m not your boyfriend. And “good” doesn’t apply to what I’m going to do to you when I get home, Rey.
u kno thats how i like it
Yes; I know just how you like it.
you do.
I would have anyway. You didn’t have to go through all this. All you have to do is ask nicely, once, when we’re both home.
i AM asking nicely.
arent i?
oh shd i say please?
Yes. You should. You have no manners.
PLEASE show me what happens to dirty little sluts with no manners
Rey.
sir.
Fuck.
You murderous little bitch, you’re going to kill me.
dont die ben
if u die i might have to fuck someone else, and they wouldn’t be as good
English lacks vocabulary to express how evil you are.
but i only want u
because ur my favorite and i love you best
You daughter of Lilith.
I’m going to make you scream.
lol guess what
What, Rey.
delays on the expo line
im still downtown
u at home yet?
I wouldn’t be texting you if I were driving.
a safe driver AND a nice cock what a husband i have
She knows Ben’s going to be waiting for her just inside the door and he is. He grabs her from behind, her keys still jingling in her hand. “You filthy little brat,” he breathes in her ear, as his right hand moves slowly over the curve of her hip and his left one draws her close. “You made me blush in front of a federal judge. I had to tell her you’d sent me a compliment.”
“I did.” She works her hips against his stiffening cock. “I sent you lots of compliments.”
“You sent me pornography.” Rey wasn’t lying about having forgone a bra. It’s hot; the AC’s on but he has his sleeves rolled up above his elbows. Both his hands come up to toy with her breasts, kneading and teasing. “You sent me a lot of texts about sucking my cock.”
“Oh,” she says. “Did those catch your interest?”
“Get on your fucking knees,” he says, but she can’t; he’s holding her too tightly against him. She tries to pull away, to show him that she can’t do what he says, but he only strengthens his grip and grinds into her.
“You like it?” he asks her. “You like sucking your husband’s cock? Like a good little slut?”
“Not good.” She turns her head, trying to kiss his jaw, his neck. “Naughty. Dirty. Bad.” She licks him, the rough, shaven skin of his neck. It makes her feel like an animal, but she doesn’t care; she can be an animal with him.
“You are bad,” he agrees, “you’re so bad you make me crazy. So bad you make me cry.” He kisses her. His lips are so soft; his tongue is so subtle. “But you look so good with my cock in your mouth.” He loosens his grip and turns her in his arms so he can kiss her more thoroughly. “Show me, Rey.”
She likes to tease him, draw out playing with his belt while she smiles up at him, but he has no patience for that now; she isn’t even on the floor before he has his cock out and one hand on her head. She purses her lips at the head of his cock and takes him into her mouth slowly, stroking him lightly with her tongue. He almost staggers, his other hand grasping her shoulder to keep his balance as he buckles with pleasure.
Their apartment is small, without much empty space; it only takes a little shove from her to have him against the arm of the couch. He leans on it and looks down at her as she works at him with her hands and her mouth. He sighs brokenly before he can gather himself to whisper to her. “Yes. Fuck. Look at you.” She turns her head slightly, looks up at him. His eyes are wide, dazed, staring at her; after only a moment he groans and throws his head back, as if meeting her gaze was too much for him. His hand strokes blindly, clumsily at her hair.
His hips are beginning to make the small, pleading thrusts Rey’d texted him about. She slides her mouth off his cock and stoops a little to take one of his balls in her mouth. His hand clenches on her head and his moan is almost a sob as she sucks gently, then moves to the other with a pop of suction. His free hand clenches on the scratchy felt of the couch. She licks up a drop of pre-come, and puts his cock between her lips again. The taste of him goes so perfectly with the smell of him; she bobs her head at a leisurely, savoring pace, and reaches down to rub herself through her jeans.
He hisses at her, and drags her off him by her hair, ignoring her noises of protest. He turns her around again, unbuttoning her pants, as he pushes her against the arm of the couch. “I know how you like it.” He yanks her pants and underwear to her knees and pushes lightly on her shoulder blades; she falls eagerly. “I know just how you like it. And I am going to make you scream, aren’t I?”
“Yes,” she says into the cushions, and then his fingers are inside her, flexing, beckoning, while the tip of his thumb settles just shy of her clit, pulling at the hood without ever touching the pearl, and Rey groans and twists and kicks her legs helplessly, but his fingers are relentless and her groans become small, aching cries.
Then his other hand closes in her hair, pulling her back into an arch, and she knows what’s coming; he pulls his fingers out of her, and her body, which must have no sense of self-preservation, clenches down as he pushes his cock in. She screams around the wet fingers he thrusts into her mouth as he fucks her, bracing himself against the couch, and he does know just how she likes it; she likes it just like this, just like he gives it to her, her forearms burning where they rub against the felt, her back tight as a bow, and her hips driven into the arm of the couch as he rides her.
“Such a bad girl.” He’s so deep inside her. She ruts back against him frantically; she’s mad with pleasure; she’s an animal in his arms and he will keep her with him. “Don’t I give you what you want?”
“Yes,” she cries. Fuck – fuck – she’s so close. “I need it.”
“You do,” he agrees. “Look at you. Ah. You do.” And he fucks her even harder, until she comes, gasping and thrashing and screaming, again.
The instant she’s quieted down, he pulls out of her and drags her backwards; she isn’t sure if he wants her on her knees or on her back, and she ends up half-slumped against the couch with his left hand in her hair and his right jerking furiously at his cock.
“You wanted to see,” he grits. “Want to see what happens – to dirty little sluts – with no manners?”
“Yes,” she says, “yes, please.”
His jaw is clenched; his hand on her head is clenched. “Call me sir.”
“Please, sir,” she begs, and he drags her close and comes on her face in hot, shocking spurts, choking and groaning above her.
He sways and falls to his knees, cradling her face in his hands, with a stunned look, like he’s bewitched, like he can’t believe what he sees. Then he falls again, backwards, onto the floor, taking her with him, clutched to his chest. “Rachel,” he says, and she can feel it in her bones, the way his deep voice is torn from his chest. “Rachel.”
They lie there on the floor, still half-dressed, soaked with sweat and come, and she hears his heart, like hers, begin to slow. Around the edges of the blinds, the sun is still warm, and the AC hums from the bedroom. His fingers run through her hair, catching on tangles he’s put there himself. They will get up; he will carry her (if she lets him) into the shower, and he’ll wash her carefully, rubbing the soap in thorough, soothing circles, repeating variations on her name, Rey, Rachel, Ruchele. Shaina maidle, habibati, dodi. They will put on clothes again, and order a pizza, or he’ll run down the street to the taco truck on Venice. But for now they just lie here, and she feels him shift, and tells him what he wants to know before he can ask it.
“You are still my favorite,” she says, and kisses his hand, “and I still love you best.”
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YEAR END FIC REVIEW
This year I wrote:
biological imperative
wings of icarus
war of the roses
sugar, we’re going down
you are cordially invited...
garden of eden
your kiss tastes so red
hana to ryuu
a demolition boy & his cryptid bf
the fox’s bride
when dandelion roars
hope is a four letter word
butterfly pinned under glass
the devil and the deep blue sea
vol 1: goodbye halcyon days
papa said to knock you out
my boy builds coffin
love meme, hate meme
interlude: paper darling
in rouge
at the feet of the world
that’s 21 stories (124k words!!!) and that’s discounting all the random fic snippets that i wrote only on tumblr so far.
Overall thoughts
My actual writing year didn’t really start until like in May which mean the bulk of my writing was in the last half of the year. I spent most of the first half reposting and moving my eunhae fic over to ao3 so I didn’t actually have any new fic to post (even tho i was prob still writing away with random fic ideas anyway but no actual completed fic to post) until I wrote BI for bakudeku and that pretty much sealed the deal for me. New fandom, new pairing, and new obsession. Honestly coming in I was worry how slow I was writing and how I didn’t get much done but looking at my fic list and my wordcounts and HOW I DID IT ALL IN HALF A YEAR... im pretty impress with myself :D.
Also, I think it’s a good time as any to finally realize and accept when you finally move on to a new fandom. So thank you v v v v much to my old fandom for nurturing me and helping me grow as i writer these past five years. You made every eunhae fic worth it, thank you again!!!!
My best story of the year
“A demolition boy & his cryptid bf” if all the kudoes that keep on coming tell me. Here’s a random tidbit about it: i wrote it all in like 2-3 days in some sort of mad spur. social media style fic was something i did for eunhae before so it wasn’t new to me so i guess that’s why it came easy enough LOL but this was little more intensive just bc i wanted it look even better but im sooooo glad ppl were so accepting of it despite the style of the fic and the way it was format. you guys rock!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! gave me enough confident to start “love meme, hate meme” even tho im pretty sure i was going to do it anyway lol.
My favorite story of the year
“love meme, hate meme,” only bc it is my masterpiece in term of how fucking damn pretty it is and how much blood, sweat, and tears i poured into it just to get that damn FONT COLOR RIGHT.
Most fun story to write
“papa said to knock you out” aka kasumi ‘verse only bc she literally wrote herself. her voice come clear and true to me and i had such a fun time writing in her pov!! it also plays into my dumb romcom trope that i always love bc royalty au? CHECK? single parents? CHECK CHECK? past secret love affair? CHEEEEEEEECK. it’s just all so damn cliche and it’s me to T and i fucking love it.
Story with the single sexiest moment
“In Rouge” played with a lot of things i love where it borders on sexy/intimate without crossing the line. like im 90% sure bakudeku were going to bang in the restroom but the fact that it’s THE RESTROOM IN THEIR SCHOOL and katsuki is damn good bf and wouldn’t want their first time in that shitty place so yea hands to themselves. but honestly i don’t do smut/nsfw but i always tread the water with it lol with my kink fics bc i am kinky v v v much so but i do in a way that is comfortable with me without dealing with explicit sex and im really glad i get to show off that in my fic bc sexy doesn’t alway have to lead up to sex ya know????
Most "holy crap, that's wrong, even for you" story
"my boy builds coffin” a katsuki that kill sends shiver down to spine but man writing it and thinking what push him over the edge was exciting only bc i love my fluff in general but i highkey love dark and edgy stuff too esp super dysfunctional relationship, yo.
Story that shifted my own perception of the characters
"My boy builds coffin” for sure. Only because I wanted to stretch how Katsuki would fall and understand the length he would go to ensure a future where izuku is alive and thriving and I THOUGHT man if your future bf who is this scarred and traumatized individual person come back in time to protect you by killing every fucking thing that hurt you and instead of freaking the fuck out you’re like “um, IM SO JEALOUS OF MY FUTURE SELF TO HAVE THIS PERSON DEDICATE THEIR LIFE TO THEM” and im like fuck bc that’s the kind of fucked upness that i love.
Hardest story to write
if it isn’t “love meme, hate meme” than THIS IS YEAR IS FUCKING CANCEL. the formatting,juggling a gazillion of usernames, the font color and text, THE FANFIC ARCHIVE etc everything i have to carefully format and code even tho i have extremely and bullshit knowledge of it.
Biggest disappointment
nothing???? i love ALL MY BABIES. but no really that fucking mad max au im writing and was supposed to be posted yest.... DAMN YOU.
Biggest surprise
Uh, “demolition boy” and probably “kasumi verse” only bc i never intend for either of them to happen :P.
Most unintentionally telling story
the vampire fic my entire reason for writing it is so I CAN PROCRASTINATE ON THE ACTUAL FI IM SUPPOSED TO BE WRITING. i wrote it all in one sitting passed waaaay into the AMs. that’s... some dedication to my procrastination.
Story I haven't written yet, but intend to
the age gap abo childhood friends au i have been working on the side :S.
Goals for this year:
Finished all my major projects (kasumi ‘verse, wedding verse, social media au, stepbro au)
hopefully i can get started on gasoline verse aka the post zombie fest where bakudeku tried to survived it by building the most codependent fucked up relationship possible :D; it’s letting your bf become a ‘zombie’ just bc you can’t live without him
WRITE AT LEAST ONE TODODEKUBAKU FIC!!!!!
thank you soooooo much for putting up with this year!!!! i know im really bad at replying/commenting and interacting with you guys but i want you to all know i feel incredibly blessed and humble by all your kindness and support. you all treated me so well last year and this year I hope to return your kind gesture by giving you more stories to read in 2019!!! :D
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i just spent an hour writing up a recource post abt being scene/emo on a budget and tumblr just shat all over my face when i hit post and the bitch really was just like "tumblr does not support this media format" and just like that all my work was fucking gone. im gonna go ape shit. all it had was links and images im . so mad. its all gone
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Replying to "40 Queen Asks" by @sail-away-sweet-shishter
(Edited to improve formatting.)
1. Favorite Member of the band?
Can't you see that it's impossible to choose? But, uh, Rogerina is stunning.
2. Favorite album?
Whichever one I last listened to? Sometimes I think it's The Game or A Night at the Opera, but these days I often find myself turning to Sheer Heart Attack or Queen II or Jazz when I'm in the mood for some Queen. Just because I didn't listen to them *quite* as much back when I was a kid.
3. Least Favorite album?
Hm. Probably The Miracle, just because an album that begins with "Party" and "Khashoggi's Ship" feels like it takes a while to get good. But it's still good. (That's the thing about Queen: even if there's something I don't like as much as I wish I did, it's still kind of interesting.)
4. Favorite song(s)?
How much time do we have? "Save Me," "The Show Must Go On," "March of the Black Queen," "Tenement Funster," "Another One Bites the Dust," "I Want to Break Free," "I'm in Love with My Car," "Death on Two Legs" ... (takes deep breath) ... "The Invisible Man," "Staying Power," "Keep Yourself Alive," "Under Pressure," "Teo Torriate," "Flash," "Killer Queen," "Father to Son," "Flick of the Wrist," "'39," "Sleeping on the Sidewalk," "Love of My Life" ..... you get the idea.
And some rhapsody thing for bohemian types, you probably haven't heard about it.
5. Least Favorite song(s)?
"Jesus," because wait, what ... really?
"White Man," but I feel like I have to explain. I like the sentiment of the song: anti-racist, anti-colonialist, etc. That's great. But when I listen to the melody and rhythm, I feel like the song undermines itself by being based on the racist caricatures of Native American culture we see in old Hollywood westerns. And since the song doesn't have an ounce of irony or humor, the net effect of this contradiction is jarring and unpleasant.
But I almost never skip the track because hey, at least it's Queen.
6. Favorite era?
Pre- to early Munich
7. Favorite Freddie Mercury outfit?
70's Wings and kimono.
8. Favorite Brian May outfit?
Wembley style.
9. Favorite Roger Taylor outfit?
Rogerina OR cranky-old-man Roger in a nice suit.
10. Favorite John Deacon outfit?
From the video for Another One Bites the Dust.
Or...
When he's at a wild party wearing a cardigan in the background while Freddie is signing the buttcheeks of a naked exotic dancer.
11. Favorite Queen Story?
"Mister Ferocious."
Or...
How Queen blew away Live Aid by turning up their amps and, you know, rehearsing.
12. Do you own any Queen merchandise?
I think I have a bicycle jersey in a box somewhere that has the Flash Gordon logo.
And this isn't really Queen merchandise, but I have one of Brian's stereoscopic collections of the planets. I won it in a contest through Astronomy Magazine.
13. Do you own any Queen Vinyls?
The ones I bought as a kid are in a box in my parents' attic (if they've even survived). Now I just have the CDs.
14. Favorite Full band picture?
The outtake from the photo session for the Sheer Heart Attack cover where Brian, Roger, and John are laughing hysterically while Freddie is clearly trying his hardest not to lose it.
15. Favorite single picture of each band member?
The record sleeve that came with the Flash Gordon vinyl album with the lightning bolts between the individual pictures. Those are all great shots.
16. Favorite Music Video?
Does the movie Flash Gordon count?
Otherwise: "I Want to Break Free," or maybe "I'm Going Slightly Mad."
17. FMK Rogerina, Fredrika, or Brianna?
That is the correct order, yes.
18. Have you ever cried listening to Queen?
"Save Me," and "Teo Torriate" both get to me at times.
19. Last Queen song you heard on the radio?
"Crazy Little Thing Called Love"
20. Are you excited for Bohemian Rhapsody?
Oh my, darling. Yes.
21. Are you listening to Queen right now?
Uh...no. What the fuck is wrong with me?
22. What was the last Queen song you heard in general?
"Back Chat," from Queen On Fire: Live at the Bowl. In my car a few hours ago.
23. Has anything Queen related happened in School or at work?
Right before I went to college Highlander came out and quickly turned into a cult classic on VHS, so my college years were full of opportunities to introduce the rest of Queen to fellow students who'd just discovered that movie.
24. Do you have any IRL friends who are big Queen fans?
Yes, but I don't think any of them would bother to answer a survey on Tumblr.
25. Who introduced Queen to you?
My best friend when I was 10 years old.
26. Funniest Queen song?
Ogre Battle. Bring Back That Leroy Brown. Don't Try Suicide. Seaside Rendezvous. Death on Two Legs.
27. Which song do you listen to just for that part?
I'll sometimes listen to the Flash Gordon album and literally vibrate and giggle in anticipation for the whole battle sequence on side two that has Brian Blessed and the wedding march and "The Hero" and all that craziness.
28. Have you ever seen Queen live?
Sadly no.
29. Favorite Sassy Freddie story?
Kicking out his faithless boyfriend but keeping his cat.
30. Favorite Live performance?
It's a toss-up between Queen Rock Montreal and Live at Wembley Stadium. But there are other live recordings I haven't heard yet.
31. Have you recommended Queen to anyone?
Of course!
32. When did you discover Queen?
In 1980 I was 10 years old and my friend Keith got The Game on cassette. We wore that thing out. And then Flash Gordon came out, and I pestered my parents for the soundtrack. And then my uncle got me Queen's Greatest Hits on vinyl for Christmas. (And then, and then....)
More truth: at that time my family was living in a west Texas oil town and the only music I listed to was country-western on the radio and my parents' folk song albums. (And Star Wars.)
What I'm saying is, Freddie Mercury basically saved my ass from Conway Twitty.
33. Favorite Fan art? (make sure to give credit to the original creator!)
Definitely this art by @dungeonpeaches
34. If you could go back in time and meet one member of the band, who would you choose?
I don't really want to. I think I'd bore them all to death.
Unless...can I go back and witness Freddie's first trip to Japan? I'll carry his shopping bags.
35. Do you like Jimercury?
Awww, Jim.
36. Funniest post on Brians instagram?
Nothing jumps out at me, but he's probably stereoscopically fondling a hedgehog.
37. Black Nail polish for Freddie or White Nail polish for Brian?
Black on Freddie.
38. Which band member do you think would be mostly likely to have a tumblr?
Well Brian has had a blog for many years and an Instagram for quite a while, so I guess it would have to be Brian.
39. But how do you really feel about ‘im in love with my car’ ?
When my hand's on your grease gun, it's like a disease, son.
40. What song really hits you right in the feels?
The Show Must Go On. Teo Torriate. Too Much Love Will Kill You. Save Me. Loser in the End.
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Eurovision 2018 sentence starters
Are you already desperate to relive the glories and failures of Eurovision 2018? Are you American and wondering what the fuck just happened when Europe lost it’s collective shit and stole tumblr from you for approx. 4 hours? Never fear - I have the meme for you! Collected from my dash / IMs last night (feat. the words of rosewrists, somewhat-managed-mischief, xmusiisms && myself).
Feel free to change country names to human names...
Uhm, lots of swearing and anger directed at complete and utter bastard traitors countries that probably don’t deserve it. It’s all in good fun, never fear. I’ve also (mostly) not fixed typos / spelling / capitalisation bc I think it’s funnier to present them in their true format.
I FORBID
I’m untainted
we’re bottom
I NEED glitter
get the brexit axe
I’m gay for [estonia]
It's all rigged anyhow
[the irish] gave us squat
Did [Australia] traitor us?
is he applauding himself
[Cyprus] had some I think
Okay I lied how’s it going?
get that dramatic shit in there
oh my god someone stop him
what are you hiding [romania]
I'm still mad Ngl How're you?
Where the fuck is the glitter??
Simply out of tradition of course
Look at the beautiful ginger boy
PLEASE LET US NOT BE LAST
hey did i mention I love [montenegro]
she can fuck off [europe] can fuck off
Well other than BETRAYED - I'm fine
So much pink hair dont care this year
I hope [Lordi] make their yearly cameo
but we were backstabbed by [ireland] so
have we let [america] in again this year?
hes gonna harvest the blood of the losers
You’re literally just saying countries at me
and I've never felt so connected to you all
did we ever actually GET ANY GLITTER??
fuck everybody, we can make it on our own!
i don't understand what game is being played
GOD BLESS MY PLUS SIZE PARTY QUEEN
Well fuck [France] and fuck the [eastern block]
where the FUCK IS MY GLITTER [PORTUGAL]
HOW FUCKIGN DARE?? They are GROUNDED.
Fuck [Australia] they’re not coming back next year
Warning warning - do not engage I am tipsy / drunk
[portugal] just got murdered at their own party lmaoooo
I didn’t come here for country music [netherlands] fuck off
this year’s [eurovision] was arranged by a bunch of normies
im not interested in cowboys unless they're GAY COWBOYS
we all know a leprechaun enchanted them to make them do it!
Apparently due to BETRAYAL I need to [drop patrick as a muse]
IN THE CORNER. with [america]. Think about what you have done
if you don’t put out with some crazy shit, no one will ever remember you
JOKES ON YOU FUCKERS [THE UK] ISN’T COMING LAST THIS YEAR
[LITHU]FUCKINGU[ANIA] IS DOING BETTER HAN US??? Fuck [Lithuania]
‘good evening all you humans out there’ sounds like something an alien would say
You let those fucks in for your 60th They hang about for three years and fuck your shit up
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