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[1ightsen]

Maxie Infodump #1 - Little known character details from official media

I promised to post some of my maxie infodumps and headcannons, and I think I'll start it off with something simple. His official character bio that was hosted originally on the first release of ORAS (this will be ORAS Maxie focused)

here is a transcript for easy reading: "Maxie is the leader of Team Magma, the team seeking a world ideal for humanity. He pays attention to even the smallest of details, and is quite sensitive in some regards. He has a habit of describing situations in numerical terms. He possesses a cool-headed outlook, thinking that some sacrifices cannot be avoided if he is to achieve his goals." Okay, so first, after looking at the original japanese version of this page,

小さいことまで細かく気にする、神経質なところがあり、さまざまなことを数字を交えてあらわすのが口癖。 目的を果たすためなら、犠牲が出ても仕方ないと考える冷徹な思想の持ち主でもある。 The one word in here I wanted to be sure of was 'sensitive' since it can have many meanings, and the original japanese gives us some possibilities with:

Personally I think (being) highly strung is the most likely option here, but either way its an interesting character trait. And we all know he certainly builds up frustration and tension and explodes a bit like a volcano. Even if he does manage to correct himself afterwards.

~ ANYWAYS ~

Now that we have the bio, let's break it down a little and look at some fun examples of it in action! Maxie has a habit of describing situations in numerical terms. This typically comes out more when he is nervous or stressed. Here are some examples: Ill just take ORAS as an example here since this is already getting pretty long... In ORAS after fighting him at mt chimney, he lets you know in a specific numerical way, how much he fell behind:

And then again, when you battle with him and lose in the Battle Resort where he just has to let you know the situation in numerical terms by giving you the exact lose chance according to his own calculations of course:

"So the great Maxie has fallen, even when battling alongside your team... I shall commit this curious phenomenon to memory. It had less than a 1 percent probability of occurring, you know."

this culminates in a really interesting interaction between him and courtney after the delta episode. While It's pretty clear that Maxie cares for his team and especially his admins, he definitely struggles when faced with his crying admin, and being unsure of what to say, he settles with a numerical quantifier again.

He assesses the situation, and decides to comment on how MUCH courtney is crying. His "paying attention to even the smallest details" trait also ties into this habit of his, and is probably why he jumps to conclusions a little too early because of small things he's noticed. Accusing Tabitha of wanting his spot as leader, just because he disagreed with him is one of those situations.

Pokemon Masters EX has a lot of new scenes with Maxie, and I would love to talk all day about them, but I'll just pick out one here, and that's from the "A pasio Spectacle" event. In this event, Maxie overhears team break members simply say the word 'glasses' and instantly jumps to the conclusion that not only did they want to talk to him, but that they noticed his "magnificent mega glasses" and would like to hear a lecture on how they were scientifically made.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rZmmaf9bhD8&t=144s here's a link to watch it, its worth it :D He certainly picks up on small details, but tends to miss the bigger picture sometimes, which is fun because I believe archie tends to do the opposite. Perhaps his mega glasses are actually designed to reflect this, because they work like horse blinders, and keep maxie looking straight ahead (trust me, I've made a pair of these, and you cannot see someone standing to your immediate side). Looking straight ahead is also relevant to his life goal, of ensuring the bright future of humanity, and as he says: "propel humanity to greater heights of progress and evolution." And that concludes my infodump regarding this one little bio that is no longer available without the wayback machine, and I just wanted to share it with any other Maxie fans out there :D Next I think I might tackle the bigger topic of how Archie and Maxie have so many fun contrasts in personality and more. and then maaayyybe I'll feel comfortable enough sharing my headcannons and theories. But only if people want more lol, I am not good at writing big posts :>

#Maxieinfodump #magma leader maxie #team magma #maxie #pokemon #text post

[matthew-gray-gubler-lover]

A picture-Perfect Hello.

Spencer Reid picture-perfect.

Spencer Reid had no idea when he came home from a long case that his new neighbor would be the love of his life. And together they would create the picture-perfect life.

A four-part series.

Warning Contains spoilers for Season 13 as well as Season 12. Post prison Spencer Reid.

Ages 18 and over. Contains oral sex. Penetrative sex. Reader on birth control pills.

Spencer came home from a long case. A six Day one to be exact. He was surprised to see a pile of boxes sitting in the hallway in front of an apartment building that he assumed was still to be empty when he came back home. It's not that he didn't want new neighbors. He just didn't expect there to be any, given that that apartment has been vacant for the past seven months.

he was So exhausted from the trip back home that he really just wanted to go to sleep. But he knows that that would be rude not to even try to offer Any help to his new neighbor. So he unlocked his door and put his satchel inside. Going over to the refrigerator to grab something to drink, leaving the front door open So he could see if the new neighbor passed by. After a few minutes, he decided to shut the front door and go stand out in the hall. He made it to the front of his sofa before he saw a pile of boxes walking by his door.

"Oh, here, let me help you" he said, running out of his door.

" Oh my gosh, thank you so much that this so kind of you." He heard a woman's voice coming from behind the pile of boxes.

" Sure, no problem. Let me just grab these" he said, pulling two boxes off the top of the pile.

Spencer couldn't believe his eyes when he saw the woman that was behind the box. a Brunette with Short hair. And blue eyes.

" Hello" he managed to get out. " My name is Spencer, Spencer Reid. I live in this apartment right here". He told her, using his thumb to point back at the door.

" Hello my name is y/n It's so nice to meet you. I didn't know if anybody lived in this apartment. I've been moving in for the past two days and I haven't seen you."

" I was at work. I.. I'm, I'm an FBI agent, so I wasn't home for six days."

" Ohh wow. An FBI agent? That must be really exciting."

" It can be. It has its moments that it's exciting. Yes, I, you know, I I definitely enjoy the work that I do, putting away the bad guys and all that. Definitely rewarding, yes. Kind of tiring though as well if I'm being honest. But still, it's.. it's really nice work." Spencer began to ramble.

" Would you like to come in and put those boxes down?"

" Boxes? Ohh yes yes. But I would love to put the boxes down" Spencer answered, not even realizing anymore that he was holding boxes.

" Just try to find a place to put them down at. I'm sorry I haven't really officially moved in yet. I'm staying with a friend of mine while I get everything out of my dirtbag ex boyfriend's apartment." She explained to Spencer she was waving her finger around the room with her other hand on her hip.

"Oh, sure, no problem. It it's going to take some time to move in. I'm sorry about your boyfriend."

" Oh, don't be. He was a lousy piece of crap that wasn't even any good in bed. I mean, it is seriously Exhausting having to fake orgasms all the time. It would have been nice if I could have had a real one during the two years we were together." She huffed out angrily.

Spencer's face must have lost all color or the opposite turned as red as a strawberry when she was saying this. As she stopped right in her tracks and they started apologizing.

" Oh my God, I am so sorry. I don't know why I said that. I mean, I just met you like what, 5 minutes ago if that. And here I am already talking like this. Please forgive me. I understand if you don't want to help me bring in any more boxes and if you want to pretend that I don't even live here, I completely understand. Have a tendency to over share my feelings when I'm angry and Needless to say, I'm angry."

" no need to apologize. I understand you being angry and you know, I hear a lot of stuff being an FBI agent. Plus I do have three women on our team, so, you know, I I hear things."

"Wow. Three women on your team. That's impressive. I just assumed that the FBI thought that that was men's work. You know? Good to see that we're making a little progress in the world."

" Ohh no. The FBI is full of women. You really have made a lot of progress in the work world. You know, it's been statistically proven that women are more effective at catching serial killers than men in some cases." He Explained to her.

" Really? well. I guess if you piss us off enough, we'll hunt you down."

" I guess you could say that, yes. Uh, there's three agents that I work with that are women. And then there's our technical analyst, Penelope Garcia. She's wonderful as well."

" Well, that's good. Got to get rid of those bad guys, right? And bad ladies, I'm sure as well."

"Yep" He said, rocking back and forth from his toes to his heels. Kind of uncomfortable now that the conversation has ended.

" So do you have more boxes you need me to help you bring in or?" He asked, waving his hands around nervously.

" Yes, I do. I have five more boxes out in the car."

" OK, well here let me help you with that."

"So does you being an agent mean that I'm not going to see you much? Because that would be really sad. I think you're really cute. And you obviously are smart."

"OH no. I'm home when I can be most of the time. And if I'm not home or out on a case, I spent a lot of time on a jet too. You know, going to the crime scenes. It's a lot easier for me when it's local because then I get to come back home. It gets a little tiring having to be in hotels all the time. Sometimes it's really nice to just come home to the comfort of your own apartment and bed, you know?"

"It is."

After Spencer helped her bring in the rest of her boxes, she went over to a box marked kitchen and pulled out a coffee pot.

" Would you like some coffee? I love coffee and I can't live without it." Asked, holding up her pink coffee maker.

" Really. I love coffee too. Yes, I.. I.. I would love some. My friends always put me down. Well, my my coworkers. But they're like my friends. Actually. They're like my family. They make fun of me sometimes for loving coffee so much."

" Why would they Make fun of you for that?. Oh well. Between you and me, we could probably empty out the entire state of coffee beans."

" Yeah, we probably could." He said with a big grin on his face.

" So how long have you lived here?" She asked him.

" 14 years."

"Wow, 14 years. That's amazing. Must be really nice here. Well, for the amount of time that you hear, I guess you couldn't really judge."

" Well, I've been here long enough, yeah, to know that. That's. It really is nice. Yeah, but you're right, the amount of time that I'm actually here for. Really can't judge, but sometimes I am here for a week at a time."

She walks into the kitchen and plugs in the coffee pot.

" I know exactly where my coffee beans are. They're in that box over there marked coffee."

" Spencer Looks over at the box. "Ohh here let me get it for you."

" Thank you. You're such a gentleman. I mean, not only helping me move in, but also helping me make coffee. You'll find mugs in that same box, by the way."

When Spencer opens the box, he sees 5 bags of coffee and seven mugs.

" Ohh wow my friend Penelope. She would love your mugs. She's the queen of coffee mugs. Although in her case sometimes it's also hot tea, so mugs in general."

" I think I'd really get along with this, Penelope."

" She is wonderful." Spencer tells her where the chuckle.

Spencer hands her a bag of coffee, a pack of coffee filters and two mugs. A pink mug with a rainbow on it and a black mug that says I love coffee.

" I think this will be my favorite mug" he told her, holding up the one that says I love coffee.

" Well then, we will make that your special mug for when you come over, and that is if you want to ever come back."

" I want to come back. I I look forward to it."

Spencer Reid being a man of science, never really believed in love at first sight. But there's something about her he feels that he could spend the rest of his life with, even though he's only known her for about an hour tops at this point.

"You know, if you come back tomorrow, I have been known to make some pretty good muffins. By then I should be able to find my baking stuff. But that is only if you would like to. I understand. If you don't want to, it's. Completely understandable."

" No, not at all. I would love to come over. Muffins sound really good. Muffins and coffee? That's. That's really good. Yeah." He said with a chuckle, so happy that she would like for him to come back.

" OK then uh 8:00 be OK?"

" That'd be great. I don't start teaching until 10:00, so. 8:00 would be good."

" I thought you were an FBI agent".

"Ohh. Well, yeah, I ...I am. I am an FBI agent. But I also teach sometimes because I'm not Fully on the team at the moment, but that's a that's a long story for. Another time so". Spencer said nervously. What was she going to think if she asked him why he wasn't on the team full time? What if she doesn't like that he was in prison even though he didn't really commit the crime he was arrested for?

" OK, well, another time it is."

" So I can be here at 8:00." Spencer asked, wringing his hands.

" Unless 7:30 would be better for you."

" 7:30 would be great. That would be great. That would give me half hour more to be able to get ready to go and teach my class."

" OK, 7:30 it is. I should already be started by the muffins, by then"

" Great" Spencer said.

" Do you take your coffee?"

"Black with sugar." Spencer answered, placing the two Mugs next to the coffee maker that was just about done.

" Black with sugar, You got it."

There was a little bit of awkward silence as the coffee finished brewing. Before y/n Poured 2 mugs of it, adding the sugar into both mugs and going over to the refrigerator to get some Creamer.

" I know it's strange. I already have Creamer in my refrigerator, but says I said I've been moving in for a few days, so I don't really know why I have Creamer in my refrigerator. Didn't even have my coffee maker yet, but I'm a weird one. "

" Not at all. " Spencer said.

After the coffees had been made, the two of them sat down at her little kitchen table.

" You know, this table was actually left behind from the previous renter. I don't know why, but hey, I was happy to have it. " y/n said.

" Yes, well left behind furniture is always good. Unfortunately, nothing came with my apartment. "

" Wow. Usually somebody leaves something behind. " she says taking a sip of coffee.

" So can I ask what you do? Or do you not have a job yet in between jobs?"

" Ohh yes, I'm a Blogger."

" Spencer said, not really knowing what that was.

"Do you know what that is?" She asked him. Putting down her mug.

"No, not really. I'm sorry."

"No problem. I have a blog. It's a computer thing. It's on the Internet. It's a page Where I show you how to do things like highlight your hair and things I used to do. I also show a lot of cooking things, like how to make the muffins I'm going to make tomorrow, along with other things that I make."

" Oh, so you teach people how to do things via the Internet?"

" Yes, exactly."

" Ohh like life's important things like faking orgasms." He said with a chuckle as he took his first sip of coffee.

y/n Almost spit her coffee out at his response.

" Yes, exactly. I I really did do one of those. It was my most popular video to date, actually." She told him, laughing.

" Well, at least you're helping people with the important things in the world. Ohh my gosh, I'm so sorry. I really need to be getting to work. Umm, so I can come back tomorrow, right?"

"Absolutely. I look forward to it."

After Spencer went to teach another class, knowing that people really weren't going to be paying him any attention anyway. He was just kind of going through the motions. His mind, even though he was trying to teach about serial killers, just kept going back to His beautiful new neighbor and how he couldn't wait to get back to her apartment tomorrow.

Once class was over and he stopped at the grocery store to pick up something for him to eat for dinner. He went back home. He was so tempted to knock on his neighbor's door to see how she was doing. Or really just to see her face again. To ask her if she would like to come over and share his dinner, but he didn't want to be too forward, she said. I'll see you tomorrow morning, so tomorrow morning it would be.

He ate his dinner, took his shower, got in his pajamas, brushed his teeth and went to bed. Unfortunately though, for Spencer, sleep did not come easily to him. He just kept thinking about the beautiful woman next door. But was she doing? Was she sleeping? Was she lying awake, thinking about him, The way he was laying awake? Thinking about her?

He really needs to stop these Thoughts that are running through his head and try to get some sleep morning would come soon enough and he would be at her front door again, tapping on the wood, waiting to get inside.

Eventually, morning came and he did just the thing that he said he was going to do, ran out his front door before smoothening out any wrinkles that may be on his sweater. Before knocking lightly on her wooden front door.

" I'm coming, he heard being shouted from The other side of the door. He waited for a few seconds before he heard the deadbolt on lock the door opening, revealing the woman that he's awaiting all night to see. Wearing a light pink tank top and a purple apron. That had some baking flour stuck to it.

In all honesty, she was so beautiful and the fact that she was making muffins for him, it took all he had not to drop to one knee right now and ask her to marry him. It wasn't just because she would serve him muffins. It was because no one was willing to make anything like this for Spencer and his entire life. And even though he had only met this woman one day prior, he knew he was in love with her. He knew that this was the woman that he was destined to spend the rest of his life with.

" Hi, come on in. I'm so sorry I had to run to the store. So I'm a little bit later making the muffins and I thought I was going to be. I didn't have any flower. I forgot that I threw it at my ex when he told me that he didn't need my cooking anymore. It was juvenile, I know. But it was in the heat of the moment. So I just threw it at him."

" Oh, wow. OK, no problem. Take your time. If if you don't have the time to make the muffins right now, it's OK. I can come back tomorrow."

" Ohh no no, she cut him off. I have the flour, I'm just measuring it out now."

"OK, sure, can I help you make the muffins? I've never really baked anything before."

" Really. You would like to help me make muffins? OH my gosh yes. Thank you so much. I would love for you to do that. You know my boyfriend Will, my ex sorry-ass boyfriend never would have offered to help cook with me. He thought that cooking and baking was stupid and that it was just. Useless hobby."

" Well, that's not nice. Baking is a wonderful hobby. Cooking. We all need to eat to survive, right? So he didn't have any right to pick on you for that. I'm so sorry that he was like that to you. I promise I will never be that way to you. I mean, not that we're a couple. You know, I'm not presuming that you would want to be in a relationship with me. I'm just saying if it should ever come to that, I wouldn't be that kind of boyfriend. I'd be loving and supportive and help you with anything that you wanted." He began rambling.

" That would be wonderful, you know, if we ended up being together and cooked together, married one day. Just think. We would tell our children how we met and they would think it was so sweet."

Now Spencer's mind was really racing again. She's considering a life with him. She's actually thinking about a life with him and having children with him and telling them about how they met one day.

" Spencer?" He heard her saying.

"yes?" he answered.

" Would you like to come into the kitchen and help me?"

"Oh, Oh my gosh. Yes, yes, I would love to. OK, umm, So what do you need me to do?"

" Well, unfortunately I don't have a spare apron. And if you're planning on wearing this Sweater. You may not want to mess with the flour, but you can wash off the blueberries for me.

"Oh yes, of course." Spencer said, opening up the pints of blueberries and pouring them into a pink strainer to wash them off.

" I'm so sorry that you have to wait longer for the muffins because I forgot to get flour.

" It's OK. I'm actually happy that it happened because now I get to be a part of the muffin making process." Her as he finished straining the rest of the water off of the blueberries.

" That's so sweet, you can take and dump them into the bowl right there with the sugar."

The two of them stood side-by-side preparing muffin batter.

Before placing the batter into baking cups and putting them in the oven. y/n Pouring some coffee for them while they wait.

" So how did you sleep last night?" She asked, putting the two mugs of coffee down.

How did I sleep? OH my gosh how can I tell her that I couldn't sleep? Because all I could think about was her. How much I wanted to come back over here and see her. How I know she's the love of my life. How can I tell her that without her thinking that I'm crazy? Spencer thought to himself.

" I slept rather well, thank you." He told her he feels so bad about lying to her, but how can he tell her about his true feelings without scaring her away?

Once the muffins were done and they started eating them, it was the most delicious blueberry muffin Spencer had ever had.

" These are incredible" he told her before stuffing and other piece into his mouth.

" Thank you so much. I'm so glad that you like them. You know, I also make coffee cakes and strudels and stuff like that, so, you know, I could keep feeding you if you're interested."

If Spencer could have his way, he would make breakfast with her every day for the rest of his life.

" I would like that. he told her with a smile.

The next two weeks went on like this, meeting every day. Went to teach, unfortunately his teacher. Come to an end and he was forced to go back to the station.

" I'm back on FBI time now, so I may be gone for a little while. I'll let you know if I have a case. That way you don't start making something for me and I'm not here to get it." Told her, looking down at his thumbs that he was twiddling.

" OK, well, I'm going to miss you if you have a case, but I have a lot of muffins leftover. Would your team like some?" She asked him.

" I I think they would, yes, they're amazing. And if they don't want them, well, I'll gladly eat them."

" OK, great. I'll pack some up for you."

Spencer reluctantly left her apartment to go to the station, carrying with him a large basket of blueberry muffins. They placed them on the table of the round table room.

Luke came into the room and saw the basket of muffins along with Spencer sitting in his usual chair.

" Hey, welcome back Reid" Luke said to him.

" Hey, Luke. Thanks. It's nice to be back."

" Muffins. Are those for anybody or are they just for you?" Luke asked.

" There For anyone. My new neighbor Likes to bake, so she sent me to work with some muffins for you guys."

" She Ohh. I'm I'm not prying just is she someone that You might be interested in. I'm. I'm not meaning to pry. I just. I worry about you. You know, you go back to your apartment all by yourself and you don't really get any visitors. It would just be nice for you to have someone."

" I really like her, Luke. I don't know what I'm going to do. I don't know how to tell her. You know, I know that I'm the age that I am, but I don't have much experience with women. The only girlfriend long term that I really had got murdered in front of me. So I don't know how to talk to women." Spencer said sadly.

" Well reid. I can honestly tell you if a woman is willing to make you muffin's. And allow you into her apartment, I'm assuming."

" She did. I helped her move in."

" Then yes, she likes you." Luke told him before taking a bite of muffin.

" Really?" Spencer asked.

" Yes, really. And if she makes muffins like this my God man, go back home now and ask her to marry you. These are delicious."

Unfortunately for Spencer, he was going to have to wait to see his ladylove again. he had to go away on a case. The next three months' time continued to go this way. He would be home for a day or two enjoying the baked Goods with Her before having to go away on another case. They really didn't get to spend much time together anymore. They were both afraid that the feelings that they had for each other would fizzle away. But maybe, just maybe, people were right. Time apart does make the heart grow fonder. It left them both wondering though. Feel this way about each other. They're just neighbors, and they've never even kissed. Just enjoying talking about things over coffee and baked goods that Spencer often helped make. He really enjoyed the baking process and the fact that it gave him more time to spend with y/n but all of that changed quickly after Spencer finally had some time off since he was teaching again. So she invited him to come over and watch a movie. That was for the best, considering that Spencer really didn't have any movies that weren't foreign films.

"She picked (your favorite movie) To watch She Thought that Spencer would really enjoy it.

" I can't believe you've never seen this movie. I've seen it about 1000 times and can say just about every line with it". She told him.

" Well, I haven't seen very many movies that aren't in foreign languages, so this will be a fun to experience for me."

That night was a turning point in their relationship. As they sat on the sofa together, they realized neither one of them was really interested in the movie. They were more interested in each other. They've been away from each other for too long, and tonight was the night they were finally going to kiss.

However, Spencer Reid being amazing at everything was also in the world's greatest kisser. We've got turned on so much by the kissing that it wasn't long before Spencer was asking against her lips. "Can we take this to the bedroom?"

y/n Moaned a Yes, against his lips.

If Spencer picked her up off the couch and carried her into her bedroom, he knew exactly where it was. Not because he's been to her apartment so many times, but because the layout of her apartment was exactly the same as his own. Before he knew it, he was peeling off her clothes and kissing her passionately.

Shouldn't she was doing the same to him with the same urgency.

However, before Spencer removed her underwear. He asked if it was OK for him to do so.

y/n Couldn't get the word "yes" out fast enough. As soon as she was bare to him, he looked up into her eyes to make sure that She was OK with what he was about to do.

She panted out a yes before he licked right up her center. Causing her to moan out his name. Something that, if he was being honest with himself, was something that he was dying to hear over the past 3 1/2 months.

He took his time with her, loving the way that her fingers felt running through his hair. After he gave her two mind-blowing orgasms, he couldn't wait anymore. He needed to be inside of her. 

"Do you have any protection?" He asked her, praying to the gods, anyone of them that she would have something. 

"I'm on the pill and I'm clean". She panted out

 the smile on his face, almost taking up his entire face at this point. 

"Good" he panted out. Before slowly pushing inside of her. They both moaned out at the feeling. Something that they were both longing for, for so long. As he slowly moved inside of her, his fingers intertwining with hers.

The only sounds in the apartment at this point was the sounds of their moans and lips smacking.

" Where do you want me?" Spencer asked y/n Feeling that he was close told him.

" Inside, inside Spencer, I want to feel all of you."

And be more thrilled at these words. They both orgasm together and it was like pure heaven.

Spencer helped her ride out her high, and as he did, he couldn't help but stare into her eyes, seeing how beautiful she is.

Spencer eventually had to pull out. So sad for both of them since they both waited for so long. Both of them hoping that it would happen again.

They laid in her bed. Spencer's arms, holding her tightly to his body.

" Are you sorry that it happened?" Spencer asked sadly. As y/n Hasn't said anything since they orgasmed.

" No, not at all. Are you?" She asked with full of worry.

" No, absolutely not. I was worried that you were going to be sorry. I mean, it's been silence for a little bit." Spencer said with a gulp.

" No, I'm so happy that it happened. I waited for so long, you know, Honestly, I wanted you from the very first time I saw you, but I didn't want you to think that I was Trashy." She told him, running her hand up and down his bare chest.

" I would never think that, and honestly, I was the same way about you." Spencer told her with a smile.

"Who would have ever thought that me walking by with a stack of boxes would have led to this? that just a simple hello would have led to where we are today."

" I know. I guess you could say it was a picture-Perfect Hello." Spencer said before kissing her again.

Thank you so much for reading. Comments will be greatly appreciated and I look forward to writing the rest of this story. there should be another chapter out by the summer.

@thebloomingeagle

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[donutdisturblivball]

i apologize for being a downer rn but like i decided to go through the mileven tag and the anti-byler tag to sort of see what it’s like on the other side, to see what other people are thinking and how they interpreted the same show that we all watched. and it kind of made me sad?? because it’s so unbelievably toxic, but the thing is that looking at their behavior, i feel like i saw some of the toxicity there on the byler tag too. i don’t like how we keep badmouthing each other’s ship, and i don’t like how aggressive and rude we are to each other. at the end of the day, these are fictional characters, and all the shit talking for no real reason just sort of makes me feel all icky.

i don’t get why we can’t get along and just ship what we want to ship in peace. either way this doesn’t really matter, yk? what’s the point of being mean to others because of a fictional pairing?

that being said, i’m obviously not condoning homophobic behavior and people who are homophobic and use their ship as an excuse to be homophobic should and need to be called out. i’m just tired of being talked about like i’m an idiot and less of a person because i ship a certain ship, and i’m tired of seeing others being belittled or called stupid because they ship a certain ship.

#byler #i know i’ve made posts in the past about how funny some of the mileven swap names are #but looking back now after seeing the way we’ve been treating each other it kind of makes me feel sick #we’re all being so immature about a TV show #and i feel like we’re all better than doing this to one another #i’m kind of scared to post this because it could be really controversial #or not i dont really know what counts as being offensive or not these days #but either way i feel like it needed to be said #i don’t think its right to keep treating each other this way #even if we’re strangers on the internet #mileven #can we please stop fighting? #what becomes canon becomes canon #theres no need to antagonize each other over this #right? #it’s kind of dumb to feel this self conscious on the internet but please don’t hate me #and don’t attack each other in reblogs or replies either #that’s the exact opposite of what this post is for #thank you #also also i’m really sorry if i worded this weirdly or offensively if anyone feels either way about it i’ll change it immediately #just please be civil??? that’s all i’m really asking here

[samglyph]

Hi. Trans femme Arthur indulgence.

Commissions and Tip Jar

#the way that this is the exact opposite vibes from what I posted at this time last night #malevolent #malevolent podcast #trans Arthur #arthur lester #masked #(you do not have to repeat that tag. honestly I might take it off I’m just in my scared of posting era)

[svnflowermoon]

btw please block me if you feel the need to gatekeep the queer community. cishet aspecs ARE valid and they ARE queer. the "they don't experience discrimination" argument is possibly the most stupid thing i have ever heard because aspecs experience insane levels discrimination and people are extremely dismissive of them. we our more than our suffering. our community is not yours to gatekeep it isn't fair to invalidate people's queer identities just because you can't fit them in your stupid little box of specific labels.

#like cmon guys its 2024 stop gatekeeping the community we are trying to make people feel SAFE but people are feeling the exact opposite #also like people are perfectly okay (as they should be ofc) with complicated gender identities but when someone's sexuality is complicated? #when someone's sexuality doesnt fit into a specific label or their idea of what queerness 'is'?? #people brush it under the rug and dismiss it because its 'uncomfortable' but fuck that actually people can be as complicated as they want #as someone currently questioning whether im aspec this debate is killing me why do people make it so impossible to just let people live #luc posts #queer #aspec #aromantic #asexual #aroace #lgbtq #luc rants

[bugsbenefit]

genuinely still baffled by the "they don't need to address Mike's sexuality, all that matters is that he's in love with Will" crowd. especially when people say it who claim to care about Mike's character (when you could also just say you don't really care for that part of the show, which would be fine, no one cares about all characters/arcs)

because Surely you realize how him being gay or bi would change his entire character, right. whether he's attracted to girls or not would change the way all his actions up until now are to be interpreted. not even making a statement on his sexuality here, this is generally speaking

if he was actually attracted to El you'd have to address when and why he suddenly stopped loving El since in fiction "it just happened" isn't usually a satisfying answer to breaking a multi season couple up. Why is Will it for him? he's been acting weird for ages so when did he realize? and what made it click he fell out of love with El for good? you'd have to give some explanation for why he was able to proclaim his love for El accidentally in s3 and then fail to do it in the same season while looking uncomfortable with kissing her and so on since his pov was so majorly withheld

if he's not attracted to girls his arc in s5 needs to focus more on comphet and how dating El affected him/why he felt he couldn't break up with her/homophobic attitude in his surrounding slash Hawkins. or the idea of platonic and romantic love in general. there would be no how he got from point A(El) to point B(Will), like what the focus of a bi!Mike s5 arc would have to be on to explain what happened, but a focus on how he ended up at point A in the first place and why he was stuck there/how it affected him

and even core moments of the series would have entirely different meanings depending on if he's attracted to girls. "it's not my fault you don't like girls" being a peak example. if he's gay it's easy to explain it with projection. if he IS attracted to girls though it would read as a much more intentional (even if blurted out) act of homophobia, since it would be him pointing something out that Will genuinely does (not liking being around girls) but he himself can't relate to

and that's all just the surface level differences. Mike being attracted to girls or not being attracted to girls would give his arc an entirely different focus in s5. AS WELL as make his past actions have entirely different meanings. the idea that "it doesn't matter for his character" is so insanely wrong it's wild how many people confidently peddle it

#Mike being gay is the better writing choice imo in case some people don't know my opinion on it and the post isn't really about it #because making him bi would contradict major parts of what they already wrote and the coding they gave his character #would also be more conclusive with other themes the show already has like platonic vs romantic love #good example of a character where it's the exact opposite is Richie Tozier from the original It book btw #specifically when people try to make him gay in adaptations/fanworks which always derails his character and requires massive #changes to the way he's interpreted and things to be ignored/written out #because he was specifically BI coded in the book and not gay coded #so any gay interpretations take away from his character massively

[aq2003]

i hope fantasy high junior year happens so that murph can turn to the camera, say "riz gukgak is aromantic and asexual", then unhinge his jaw and swallow the camera whole

#riz gukgak #dimension 20 #d20 #fantasy high #do it for me i'm dying out here #one day i'll make a salty post explaining the sheer degree to which hes canon aro but i kind of want to reel in my insanity a little #what's up i just checked the fh tag and this managed to slot itself above a post saying the #EXACT opposite thing i'm not deleting this but i want everyone to know this wasnt a callout i just woke up and posted this i promise

[makotonaegiunderstander]

something I’ve been thinking abt is how many people think Makoto is immune to despair. I don’t think he is. I think becoming the ultimate Hope was BECAUSE he felt despair. He wouldn’t have fully reached that point without Junko. Makoto becoming such a beacon was his last attempt to avoid completely falling and it wasn’t because he didn’t feel despair, it was because he was too damn stubborn to allow everything to go to waste and he refused to sacrifice his beliefs for someone else’s. His inner monologue tells me he DID experience the same new low the other suvivors did in the final trial, but at the point where he had the choice to give up and die, he looked at the others and he looked at Junko and he couldn’t allow it to happen, not out of self preservation, but because the idea that Junko would have control over their lives made him FURIOUS. and that utter refusal to die kicked in, wether luck or otherwise, and he made the concious effort for one last push while something in him was breaking. He had to be broken in order for the Ultimate Hope to come through so aggressively, bc it could only exist in the face of the Ultimate Despair. He snapped the same way she did, but in the other direction. In what could have been his final moments he chose to embody everything Junko wasn’t, and every single optimistic and luck fueled ideal in him suddenly charged forward and pushed him. It was a combination of the final straw and a choice. Makoto isn’t immune to feeling despair, he’s just too stubborn to fall into it of his own volition. I think that’s why I like that scene in DR3 so much. People were SO SHOCKED Makoto actually fell for the tape, that he actually became despair for a moment. I saw people getting mad or disappointed, saying it was pathetic and Makoto seemed to fall from some sort of pedestal for them. Honestly part of me wonders if that sort of mentality, which clearly people had in universe, affected Makoto a bit. Like he started to see himself as less of a person, subconsciously. Prompting him to take more risks, less self preservation, act way more bold. It seems he has to be reminded a lot not to put himself in danger by his friends, to not do something too reckless. All over the place I would see in regards to that scene either this frivolous ‘oh this was just angst drama with no meaning behind it’ or ‘he can do better than that. he’s so weak’ or ‘come on, there’s no way he’d fall into despair, he’s the Ultimate Hope!’ This kind of mentality, which was kind of ironic considering Ryota was there the entire time saying the same thing and treating Makoto the same way. Like Makoto was superhuman. Like Makoto didn’t feel despair the same way ‘normal people’ did. In a way that was also how Munakata saw Makoto. Makoto stopped being a PERSON to the world when he became Ultimate Hope, he became a concept, a belief system, much the same way Junko ascended beyond herself. But the difference is that treating Makoto that way is the opposite of the reason Makoto became such a representative for hope. He wasn’t doing something no one else could. He was doing something everyone had the chance to, he just… was a little more optimistic, a little more stubborn, a little more ‘gung-ho’ about things. He just took the lead where no one else did, where no one else knew they even COULD in the face of Junko’s unstoppable force. She had overcome the biggest threats and obstacles in the world, what could one person do? And the answer Makoto found was, anything. Everything. It doesn’t all rest on Makoto, he’s just the one that was inspired to try to do what seemed like the impossible. But as evidenced by the change in his friends after that trial, it’s clearly not something only Makoto is capable of. The others pulled out of despair thanks to Makoto, but it was their choice to do so.

“But… this world is so huge, and we’re so small. What can we do…? No, we can probably do anything. Yeah! We can do anything!”

#makoto naegi #Danganronpa character analysis #Danganronpa #danganronpa thh #danganronpa future arc #I fucking love Makoto Naegi man. #I think there’s a fine line of nuance to Makoto that’s easy to miss bc he doesn’t really make it known #he’s not a pushover and he’s not overpowered. he’s a people pleaser but he will say what needs to be said #he’s an immovable object and the exact opposite of Junko but he’s also just a normal guy who’s optimistic and (un)lucky #he isn’t invincible but he has immense power to his words the same way Junko did #if anything his superpower is being kind above all else. he’s compassionate to some of the worst people in the world. #he was even conpassionatr to an extent to Junko. he didnt want her to kill herself despite everything she’s done #and he still acknowledges that for years she was a classmate and friend. #I do think the more he learned abt what she did the more he’s come to actually hate her though #post the first game he always refers to her without a suffix to her name which is one of the most subtle rude things you can do #it means you have zero respect for the person you’re referring to #and he speaks about her with some venom he doesn’t use for anyone else in the future arc #he’s not incapable of feeling negative emotions #I really liked the future arc scene bc it showed that Makoto DID experience enough despair to have overcome him if he didn’t refuse #and that it still affects him deeply. people treat him like he’s either this perfect ideal Chad or this baby chick who’s so delicate #and no one really focuses on how makoto shoulders so much and yet is still vulnerable. #honestly that guy was DUE for a mental breakdown even without the tape. it would have happened eventually #I actually wrote one based on him finally hitting a breaking point after giving so much of himself away and keeping nothing for himself #that his issues that he shoves down constantly finally can’t be held down anymore. Hajime helps him bc he knows how that feels #it was a LONG time ago that I wrote that but honestly if I can remember where i was going w it I might finish it #it was initially an rp but I could make it a fic #anyway. the point is Makoto is SO much more complex than people give him credit for #the most fundamental thing about him is that he’s normal and that’s ok! that’s what helps him rise!

[wow-thisismylifeiguess]

It’s a topic of conversation that comes up often. Ghost brings it up whenever he wants to argue, needs to get tension out and this is the only way he knows how when he doesn’t have a knife or a gun in his hands.

“Just leave me alone, Johnny.”

Soap lets out a long breath but doesn’t turn away from his journal, the soft scratch of pen against paper having been the only sound in the room before Ghost decided to be a brat.

“And why would I do that, Ghost? I’m quite comfortable here.” Still, his head is down, not looking at Ghost. It irritates him, for Soap to think he doesn’t have to be an active participant in this. So, he slams his hand down on the desk.

“Do you think I’m joking? Fuckin’ hell, Soap. The longer you’re around me, the more danger you put yourself in.”

Soap’s eyes glance at him from beneath his lashes but he doesn’t turn to face him completely. His hand pauses in whatever he’s writing, and there’s a distinct lack of tension in his body that only riles Ghost up more.

“You think you’re dangerous, Simon?” Soap asks, and Ghost almost barks out a sharp, “Yes, yes I am. And I’m going to hurt you,” but Soap doesn’t give him the chance. He hums. “You think you’re a monster.” Not a question this time and it makes Ghost pause. This is…this isn’t how this argument usually goes with Soap. Soap is never this calm. He gets as angry as Ghost does, yells back. But he’s so /quiet/, it’s almost scary.

“Yes.” Ghost breathes anyway, and Soap hums again, dropping his eyes back to his journal and continues to write, as if Ghost isn’t falling apart right next to him now, wound up so tight and on the verge of losing it.

“You are.”

/Oh/. What? Wait, that-

“You’re a goddamn mess, Simon Riley, and hard to love. Nearly impossible. Broken in all the worst way.” Soap lists off every insult Ghost has ever used against himself, and for the first time, it actually /hurts/. Coming from the man he loves more than anything else in the world, Soap’s tone is plain and unbothered….

“Johnny…”

“Do you think it makes you special, Simon?” Soap asks, cutting Ghost off again. “You think you’re the only one?” Even now, Soap doesn’t spare Ghost another look, still writing, looking like this is just a normal everyday conversation between the two of them.

For a moment, Ghost can’t think. Can’t breathe. Soap’s indifference is cutting in deep and he has no response, his head fuzzy and blank.

“I’m-“ This time, he cuts himself off, and Soap makes a soft sound.

“You think you’re one of a kind, Simon, but you’re not, and that’s okay. You think you’re special because of the life you’ve lived. Think about it. How many tortured soldiers exist? How many people have gone through several near death experiences? How many find it hard to sleep because all they can think about are the people they failed to save, both for their job and in their personal lives?” Soap’s writing pauses again. “How many of those people are on this same task force, Simon?”

Finally, Soap turns and looks at him, and Ghost crumbles, dropping to his knees easily. Soap reaches out, gently removes the mask, and then pulls him forward so that Ghost is resting his chin on Soap’s thigh. Fingers gently comb through his hair, evening out the mess from being compressed for so long.

“I’m just like you, Simon. I am broken. I am so hard to love, it’s nearly impossible. I am the same damn mess. I am as dangerous. And I am a monster. But you love me anyway, right?”

Ghost can’t work his tongue to speak, so he nods, and Soap finally smiles at him, so warm and affectionate, everything Ghost had taken for granted before now. It washes away the icy indifference from only seconds ago.

“Good. I love you too.”

#i think soap would reach a point in arguing w ghost where he just gets tired of it. he knows ghost wants to be explosive and angry #so he gives him the exact opposite #I also think he wouldn’t pull punches. what they do for work does not make them good men. also. soap isn’t saying that ghost doesn’t have it #bad. he’s not reducing his past to nothing. it’s more of a harsher ‘you’re not alone’ kind of thing #soapghost #ghostsoap #cod #my post

[uncanny-tranny]

Living as a trans man, I can personally confirm that, truthfully, we transition for the betterment of our well-being. "Escaping misogyny" hasn't been a goal of mine because (at least personally) I'm still persecuted because I am a trans man. Legally, trans people are not at an advantage. Socially, trans people are not at an advantage. At least currently, trans people are encouraged (or forced) away from being trans, because transphobia is rampant. At the very least, what people can do is rely on us to narrarate our experiences, not to assume what our motives are. Nine times out of ten, you will be wrong

#trans #transgender #lgbt #lgbtq #ftm #nonbinary #transphobia #transphobia tw #i used to question if i was trying to 'escape misogyny' but what i learned was... #...even in the most misogynistic circumstances women do still identify with and as women... #...and the women i talked to about this really confirmed that they've thought about what life would be like as a man... #...but would HATE if they were men because they're women #i feel like i'm explaining this really weirdly #i just feel like this is a case of occam's razor #because politicians SPECIFICALLY go out of their way to target trans people. and so do regular people #cis people don't go 'oh you're ftm? well gee time to treat you well!' #in fact it's the exact opposite in many of my experiences #like... obviously it's more complicated than what a tumblr post can delve into. i might follow up if there's questions #these are generalities by the way. our experiences are multifaceted and complex #described images #image desc in alt text

[thefreshprinceofjunes]

the more i rewatch the scene with sora and kairi exchanging paopu fruit in kh3, the more im baffled by how many fans cite it as the ultimate proof s/k is now canon

like

right off the bat sora wonders about riku

and then looks confused/concerned when kairi suggests the idea

its only after kairi clarifies that she just wants to be a part of his life ‘no matter what’ that he agrees

no matter what? what is the ‘no matter what’? if he finds someone else? 

to me it reads more like her wanting them to have some kind of relationship, regardless of the choices sora makes in the future. even if that relationship isnt romantic

her adding on ‘that’s all’ further indicates she notices soras concern, and wants him to know what she really meant by exchanging the fruits. which is that she just wanted them to remain in each others lives.

and of couse, the original japanese dialogue for this scene is even more blatantly platonic:

“This charm is to keep us from getting separated again.”

(its also been stated they recorded two versions of the scene: one where they exchange the fruit, and one where they dont. and didnt tell the VAs which they were gonna use. which seems weird if its suppose to be a pivotal scene IRT a s/k romance?)

like??? as a whole the scene feels not like the beginning of a sora and kairi romance, but as a cap on their relationship and wrapping it up, so to speak.

theyve finally recreated their childhood cave drawing, and now they can move on from it. its like. idk. a bookend. not a new start.

if anything, it almost feels like a red herring, to draw you away from the idea of soriku endgame

and of course, theres the fact they didnt share just one, like in the legend that has been stated multiple times:

note the use of ‘one’, ‘it’, and ‘a paopu’

plus, the combined keyblade?

it doesnt have the paopu charm until they combine the two halves

you know, like splitting a single fruit in half???? to share it?????? like the legend says???????? HELLO????????????

#kingdom hearts #soriku #kh meta #ali's kh meta #long post #image heavy post #ship what you want im just saying #getting real fucking tired of people ignoring actual blatant canon #in favor of heteronormativity #esp when that canon seems to be implying THE EXACT OPPOSITE #like jfc can yall not really comprehend more than surface level text of media #esp in a series like kh filled to the BRIM with subtext #ETA: AW DANG for some reason tumblr left out the other screencap of sora being confused #i added it back in but obvs itll be missing from a few reblogs rip

[shittywriterbrain]

im only at season 1 episode 7 but you CANNOT convince me dr james wilson is real. that man is a CONSTRUCT. a HALLUCINATION

#and im going insane over this #very interesting to hear that the ending points to the exact opposite #what im wondering is how does this medical drama that is 95% finding out the sickness of the week and 5% characterisation of the main cast #have an ending that can be read as house being wilsons hallucination (as in. how do we get that much characterisation) #like i guess im on s 1 of 8 and maybe it gets way more personal than this #but yk. im just wondering #(btw this isnt in any way a reply to/stab at the person who pointed this out to me on my first post!! #i just feel less confident ab my interpretation because theres EIGHT SEASONS and also im just going insane with that info now) #house md #hatecrimes md #james wilson #sorry that im making the exact same post as yesterday but ive watched another episode and its Bothering Me

[anxiously-sidequesting]

**slips and slides into the room with socks on and breaks the wooden table as i fall down on the floor in a haste** so anyways i actually just scared myself because i thought of exactly how deep Malorn's and Malistaire's parallels went. like in post-updated tutorial malistaire was said to have been kind and caring towards his students right. just like malorn right. just like malorn, right? isn't that just like malorn? hey everyone doesn't that sound just like malorn? kind and cares for his students? 'kind' and 'caring' are certainly two adjectives that describe malorn arent they huh? (is slowly sinking in quicksand as i desperately reach out to you as i say this) so if we are to say that malorn and malistaire are two sides of the same coin then what is truly stopping malorn from having one traumatic event from shaping the rest of his life into a descent of madness, grief, and isolation? Guys tell me what the difference is between this reality and an Evil Malorn AU guys? guys hello? hello guys? **(the quicksand has actually transported me to the Backrooms now, no one can hear me call out in distress)**

#not to say that malorn is the exact same as malistaire and would have the ecact same visceral reactions malistaire once did btw #like this isnt me expecting him to become The Joker one day but like can yoy guya think about. can you guys think about- #just how easy it is. for a well adjusted sane person to become the opposite of that. didnt the vampire guy from bdg3 say smth like this #im literally trying to find a serious way to say joker's incredibly memeable “one bad day” speech IEJSHSSJ #what's malorn's switch. what's his very last thread that he's hanging on #what THE FUCK MAKES MALORN SNAP?????? (grabbing at your shirt in a panic) #thinking about malorn of all people suffering malistaire's same fate much less trauma in general hurts my heart dearly. he is fictional #i should not be upset over fictionals. (<- she said insincerely. very much being upset over fictional characters) #malorn has certainly CHANGED from his experiences (in my fantasy la la land) but at most he's resentful and angry. jaded. but not in crisis #evil malorn au....... #wizard101 #wiz101 #w101 #text posts #malorn ashthorn #malistaire drake

[nerosdayinanime]

"BECAUSE YOURE WORTH SOMETHING!" "THEN I DONT WANT TO BE WORTH SOMETHING! AND ESPECIALLY NOT TO YOU!" "WHATS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN!?" "EXACTLY WHAT I FUCKING SAID!" Giyuu stared down at him, contempt rising in his expression- but Sabito could feel the hurt behind the anger, both boiling over into a moment of shock. Pain bloomed on his cheek as his head was knocked sideways, he snarled and struck back- yelling vaguely filled his ears aside the pounding of his own heart. His throat hurt though he couldnt hear his own screaming over the adrenaline and tension, it-  ..it hurt. His cheek, forehead, he could taste blood- but what hurt the most was seeing the same on Giyuu. That he was inflicting. The same pain in his eyes he knew his own echoed. All of it a desperate plea, their bared teeth and glares wavering for a moment.

--

"What happened to Tomioka-san and Urokodaki-san?" "They got in a fight." "They did..? Why are they holding hands?" "They get upset when they fight." "Uwaa.... Thats so cute!" "I dont think Urokodaki-san's busted lip is very cute, nor Tomioka's black eye, Kanroji-san." "Ah!! I didn't mean it like that!-" 

(Sabito gently smoothed his thumb over previously bloodied knuckles, since patched up and cleaned. He felt Giyuu's hand tighten around his own, resolved and firm. He huffed a sigh and rested his head in his other hand, the ache subsiding.)

#tomioka giyuu #kny sabito #sabigiyuu #giyuu #sabito #sabito lives au #loserboy giyuu posting #fratboy sabito posting #neros art tag #small thing i thought of when i was trying to nap #something something argument abt their self-sacrificing (& giyuu's self-worth) problems and they both lost it a bit #sabito saying 'i dont want to be worth anything to you if it means you'll get yourself killed for my sake' #giyuu not wanting to come to terms with the fact sabito's just doing the same thing *he* is #and how he only has a problem with it when its sabito's life on the line as well- exact opposite of what he wanted #they just care about eachother with their entire beings. hurting themselves hurts eachother in a horrible loop of pain they want to #relieve eachother from but dont know how. despite it all never taking eachother's existance *together* for granted #sabito's unspoken apology & giyuu's instant acceptance #theyre both big boys- a bit of pain isnt anything more than a little annoyance #but their bleeding hearts are a different story entirely #also giyuu had tackled him to the ground beforehand and shook him a bit- getting physical but not actually hurting him #but then everything exploded and a few others had to pull them apart #oh yeah Fortress(pinback) 'days with the light off freezing - you and i uneasy livid'

[dspd]

I'm sure like 300 people have already had this idea for a Loki s2 fixit fic but here it is anyway

Loki, with his power infusing every fiber of every branch and limb and barest wisp of thread of the multiverse, sits lonely upon his golden throne and watches his friends move on. O.B. and Casey and B-15 and, surprisingly Renslayer, all blossom and grow and evolve and are happy. But Mobius.

Mobius is static.

He's an unnatural knot in the trunk of the Sacred Timeline. A blemish in the flow of time and choice. An itching, unhealed sore that stings and taints Loki's peace for ensuring his friends' - and by extension, the world's - survival.

All of Loki's power goes into the Tree but, every once in a while, he gathers the smallest scrap and sends it racing with a message pulsing eagerly throughout the tree, bark creaking and leaves shivering, the loudest silent sound of his love and commitment.

Even strangers, those born before his time, or never met him when he walked freely, or heard of him after his time was done, feel its passage. The sun revitalizes, the cold reinvigorates, the water tastes like life, and-

Mobius.

Mobius is stuck.

Stagnant.

Stationary.

Statuesque.

Loki watches Mobius until he can watch no more and then he...visits. He stops spending those glimmers on wordless messages and saves it. He spins it like yarn on a spindle and creates something new - a beautiful, shining thread with just enough juice to slip away from his carefully crafted cage for a few minutes.

And he slides along one branch to the next and pulls himself into the half reality on the edge of a dream. He tugs a little and the scene, a multistory super mall with shops selling wilted Loki crowns and pink pineapples and too-green key lime pie, shifts. The lights flicker from a bright, shaded afternoon and the noise of the crowd fades into the barely there two-toned hum of the TVA.

Mobius is already there, smashing his third piece of piece into an unappetizing ruin, muddling the crust and filling into a grainy, mush.

Loki's hands twitch, excitement and hope and joy and trepidation fizzing down his palms to his fingertips and hopes this will help.

"Hello, Mobius."

#loki s2 #post canon drabble #I am NOT pleased with the way llthe writers left things #like i understand but still #after literally fighting for hundreds of years #he's left with one option? to sacrifice himself and become the lonely king? the lifeblood of the Tree????? #the exact opposite of what those centuries were working towards? #hell no #Loki & Mobius #Loki x Mobius #Lobius #Lokius #can be read either way

[btwn2lungs]

what i actually love about kazuki is that he cannot dress, like at all. i don't think he could put a good outfit together even if his life depended on it.

just look at his shoes! are they hiking boots? are they snow boots? are they some sort of construction boot? i don't know and I don't even think he knows (he doesn't care. they're functional and thats all that matters!) and i find that so endearing about him.

IMAGINE if he could cook, clean, AND dress??? he would be too powerful. God said "you can pick 2" and tbh he picked the right choices because rei likes him just fine, fashionably illiterate as he may be, and thats what matters most.

#kazuki could wear a trash bag and no doubt rei would clown him but also he would be mad bc kazuki still looks good lmfao #I already wrote this once in the tags of a post but I was thinking about it today #like seriously what is going on there #what I love about bruabba is that I can play with them like barbies and dress them up in my favourite designers #but I love kazurei for the exact opposite reason lmfaooo they're are hopeless #I cant project good taste onto them because it simply is not there #maybe I can project a little on rei but still you know what I mean #still holding onto my head cannon that rei knows somethings about style and high fashion even if he doesn't care in the slightest #kazuki kurusu #kazurei #buddy daddies #riz rambles:bd