#what is obviously a couple

[swampthingking]

can’t study for my test because i’m having brain rot about neil accidentally getting super drunk and stumbling up to aaron like “andrew???” and aaron is like “wrong one” and neil is like “andrew.” and aaron is like “???? are you stupid” and neil goes to look for andrew but he stumbles into the table, and aaron has to catch him or he will get trampled for fucks sake, and neil just collapses into him in a drunk cuddly heap. and aaron is like “neil. you need to stand up” and neil is like “i am” and aaron is like “that’s because i’m holding you up” and they get neil to stand but neil kinda just flops into aaron’s arms again. and neil is like “i don’t hate you, i don’t, but it’s okay if you hate me” and aaron is like “ugh, ew are you really an emotional drunk???” and neil, to aaron’s horror, looks at him with tears in his eyes because you know when you’re too drunk and you kind of just get a little scared and you need help???? ya. and aaron is like … ok. and kinda holds neil until andrew comes back from the bar with more drinks. and he sees neil basically asleep on aaron’s shoulder, and aaron looking uncomfortable but accepting, so he kinda raises an eyebrow, an okay? and aaron nods and is just patting neil on his back

and tomorrow they’ll wake up and neil will toddle downstairs with his hand against his temple and aaron will have advil ready for him, and he’ll say “you’re annoying and you don’t know when to shut your mouth or mind your own business, but i don’t hate you” and the thank you for helping repair my relationship with my brother and thank you for testifying and thank you for staying goes unsaid but yeah

and that’s how aaron and neil became kind of friends

edit: vomited out a one shot for y’all (this will prob become a 5+1)

Aaron swirled his drink a few times, listening to the ice clacking against the glass.

Eden’s was packed tonight, courtesy of it being the end of the school year. College students and the regular patrons flocked to the bar, the dance floor, and all of the tables, leaving Aaron to reserve a high-top table, and his legs to dangle from the stool.

“Drew?”

Aaron ignored him in favor of the twinkling sound the ice makes in his glass. He’d already taken shots, danced, had another drink, danced again, and now Aaron’s body was heavy with alcohol and exhaustion.

“Drew,” Neil said again.

Aaron looked around their table and didn’t see Andrew. He remembered Andrew getting up and walking to the bar with their empty tray. Aaron found him a few seconds later, hands in his pockets at the bar. That and Neil, staring up at him, looking uneasy.

Before Aaron could tell Neil to get out of his face, Neil was speaking.

“Are you’nt having fun?” Neil frowned, blinking sleepy, hooded eyes at him. He leaned closer to study Aaron’s face.

“What are you doing?” Aaron grumbled, pushing Neil’s face away.

Aaron hadn’t even pushed him hard, he more removed Neil from his space rather than pushed him, but Neil wobbled like his world had tilted out of orbit. Aaron realized, quickly, that Neil was going to fall backwards. He grabbed two fistfuls of Neil’s shirt and pulled him forwards. Neil’s head lulled on his shoulders with the force, his chin hitting his chest then righting itself.

Aaron’s stomach lurched, sick with the thought that someone had put something in one of Neil’s drinks, as he would for anyone, but thankfully he’s never been put in that situation. Neil’s eyes were hooded, his face flushed. Aaron snapped once at Neil’s ear, and Neil recoiled immediately.

“Does your head hurt or anything?” Aaron asked. Neil shook his head, frowning.

“Are you dizzy? Follow my finger.” Aaron pushes Neil back so he can see his face, keeping one hand on Neil’s shoulder to hold him up. Neil follows Aaron’s finger as it moves back and forth, albeit a little labored, but not as if he’d been roofied. Aaron declares that Neil’s reaction times and responses are fine, but he still pulls the front of his shirt up and checks his belt, the button of his pants.

“What—?” Neil slapped a hand on his abdomen, stopping his shirt from being lifted any higher. Aaron didn’t need to see anything but his pants, but it was reassuring that Neil still had inhibitions.

His clothes were fine. His belt was still done, zipper up. No one had tried anything. Aaron relaxed.

“Sorry,” Aaron said. “Sorry, I just needed to…”

While racking his mind back to why Neil is this drunk, Aaron remembered Neil taking shots with Aaron, Nicky, and Kevin. Four shots. He’d seen Neil sip on another drink like the idiot had the tolerance for alcohol that the rest of them had.

“You’re a fucking idiot,” Aaron said and released Neil. Neil attempted to step back, his hands raised in surrender.

“No?” Neil asked warily. Even drunk as fuck, he still respected boundaries. Andrew’s boundaries specifically, as it still hadn’t registered that he wasn’t talking to the right twin.

“I’m not Andrew,” Aaron said.

“Where’s Andrew?” Neil asked, turning his head pathetically in search. Aaron only had a good view of Andrew because they were seated at a high-top. Over the throng of taller people coupled with strobing lights, Neil’s view was obstructed.

“At the bar,” Aaron nodded in that direction.

Neil turned towards the bar. Well, he attempted to. He pivoted, lost his balance, and toppled into the table. He tried to right himself and started to fall to the other side. Aaron caught Neil before he could bust his shit and get trampled.

“Jesus Christ, Josten,” Aaron spat, righting Neil with hands on his biceps. Neil slapped a hand on the table and leaned his weight on it. The table quaked under such abuse, but held.

Neil turned slowly, grappling against the table as if he was standing in one of those spinning fair rides. In his excursion to simply spin 180°, his hand slipped off the edge of the table as he faced Aaron once again. He reached for the table, missed, reached for it again, missed, said, “Motherfucker,” under his breath, and finally gripped onto the edge. His eyes locked on Aaron’s again, and Neil’s useless hand landed on Aaron’s shoulder.

“Andrew,” Neil said. Aaron didn’t know if it was more a request or if it was just not registering.

“Wrong,” Aaron said, tense under Neil’s hand, but he didn’t push him off. He’d rather hold Neil up than peel him off the floor. “Aaron.”

“‘m very drunk,” Neil said, looking up pleadingly at Aaron as if he had a magical cure to shitfacedness, and all Neil had to do for it was look a little scared. “I’m sorry.”

“Why?” Aaron asked.

“I’m drunk.”

Aaron snorted. “That’s kind of the point when you’re at a bar.”

“But,” Neil said, taking a labored breath, “I’m…too drunk.”

This was beginning to feel exceedingly similar to speaking to a child. Aaron was annoyed, but not completely heartless, unlike the narrative of Aaron Neil had likely concocted. “It’s okay, Neil,” Aaron said. “You should sit down.”

Neil promptly sat as if there was a chair under him, but there was not. Aaron, still holding Neil vertical, got pulled out of his chair with the momentum. To avoid toppling to the ground—which did not get mopped as often as it should—Aaron planted his feet on the floor and hauled Neil up by his armpits.

“Help,” Neil murmured. His arms dropped to his sides as he yielded his dead weight to Aaron.

“Stand up,” Aaron grunted, readjusting to wrap an arm around Neil’s back. One of Neil’s arms flopped over Aaron’s shoulder.

“I am,” Neil complained.

“No, you are not.”

“I am.”

“Neil,” Aaron said through clenched teeth, “I am holding you up. You need to lock your knees.”

“Oh,” Neil said. He looked at his feet as if he needed to check they were on the ground.

To be fair, Neil did lock his knees, but he also leaned all of his upper body on Aaron, arms still hanging limply at his sides. He tucked his head into Aaron’s neck with, what seemed, every intention to make a home there for the night.

“Neil,” Aaron said, frozen against the hair tickling his cheek. “God dammit.”

“And…ron,” Neil spoke against his shoulder.

“Yes,” Aaron said sarcastically. “That’s me.”

“Can I j’stay here?” Neil slurred.

From what Aaron had seen of Neil’s dynamic with his brother, he knew Neil would get off if he said no. He could place Neil into a stool or pull up a chair with a back so he wouldn’t fall out and concuss himself. He could shove Neil off and make him fend for himself. He could pawn him off to Andrew.

At the moment, those other options seemed like far too much work.

That, or maybe it was the med student in him, the intrinsic urge to heal and help and nurture that smarted at the thought of pushing Neil off.

Aaron didn’t push him off when Neil readjusted and tucked an arm into his chest, the other gripping Aaron for stability. He didn’t when Neil asked again, a quiet, “Aaron.”

“Okay,” Aaron conceded. He rubbed a hand up and down Neil’s back placatingly, but also because Neil seemed like he needed it. And he came to Aaron for it. Well, he came to Andrew and got Aaron. But he didn’t push Aaron off, and Aaron hasn’t done the same.

And they just…stood like that. For what seemed like a long time, but it probably was only a few minutes before Neil spoke again.

“Aaron,” Neil said.

Aaron hummed in response.

“I don’ hate you.”

“What?” Aaron asked. “What the fuck are you talking about, Neil?”

“I don’t hate you.”

“What?” Aaron said again.

“I don’wanna fight.” Neil lets out a colossal breath.

“We haven’t fought in a long time,” Aaron says, his idea of agreement. Acceptance.

Neil was quiet, because it was true. Neil seemed content to lay in Aaron’s arms, and Aaron didn’t have another stool next to him. He sure as shit wasn’t giving his up for Neil, but Neil was genuinely so unsteady on his feet that Aaron couldn’t let him go.

He trembled a bit, and Aaron was almost amused that after everything Neil had been through, being a little too drunk is what finally did it for him.

But Aaron had felt that way before. Inebriated and scared in a crowded room of strangers. Neil, however, has people he knows. How can Aaron be upset at Neil for wanting the comfort that he also craved? How can he be upset that Neil feels safe enough with Andrew to ask for help? That his brother finally feels safe with someone too?

“Aaron,” Neil said.

“What,” Aaron said.

“It’s okay if you hate me.”

“Oh God,” Aaron groaned, “Ew. Are you really an emotional drunk?”

Neil pulled back and, to Aaron’s horror, there were actual tears in his eyes. His lip trembled as he bit it, holding the tears in. Aaron hated how much of himself he was seeing in Neil tonight. The harrowing fact that maybe they are quite similar.

“Oh God,” Aaron said again, mortified. He grabbed the back of Neil’s head and shoved it back into his shoulder, effectively hiding Neil’s teary face.

He cast a desperate look to Andrew, who was finally on his way back to the table. He patted Neil on the shoulder, like one would burp a baby when they have no idea how to do so.

“Andrew.”

Andrew didn’t need prompting to look. His eyes were trained on Neil and Aaron from the moment he turned around. By the nonchalance of his movements and his lack of alarm, Aaron guessed he had been watching their interaction.

Andrew set the tray down on the table and cast a significant look between them, settling on Neil’s intoxicated form keeled over on Aaron’s shoulder.

Andrew raises one eyebrow, a silent question, an okay?

Aaron finds himself nodding, and unsure why. All he knows right now, a few drinks in, is that he doesn’t hate this. And he doesn’t hate that Neil doesn’t hate him.

-

The smell of coffee set Neil’s feet moving like a Pavlovian response. He was half awake already with a pounding headache, like his eyeballs were beating his closed lids to death.

Neil toddles down the stairs with his eyes closed, a hand pressed hard to his temple, stabilizing his brain.

Aaron was standing at the counter already, facing the sputtering coffee pot. His arms were crossed, hair ruffled from sleep. At the sound of footsteps behind him, he turned.

The memories from last night played past Neil’s mind like a sped-up movie. He grimaced in embarrassment, and felt a little sick at how drunk he was. How stupid he was, to drink that much. He should have known his tolerance isn’t matched with the rest of them. He could have gotten hurt, could have said something—

Fuck.

“Fuck,” Neil said, covering his eyes. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine,” Aaron said. He turned back to the coffee, though his posture was rigid.

Neil grabbed a glass of water. He noticed Aaron watching from the corner of his eye, but Neil chose to ignore him, figuring that’s best. He sat on the counter with his water, sipping it slowly while he and Aaron waited for the coffee to finish brewing.

The silence was thick, but they were both too stubborn to leave the kitchen. Usually, they preferred to wait and pretend the other wasn’t there.

That’s what Neil thought, at least. After a painful few minutes, Aaron huffed and grabbed the bottle of Advil from the drawer next to the sink. He shook two pills out and sat them next to Neil.

Neil stared at them until Aaron cast a pointed look at the pills, then physically gestured to them with raised brows. Neil took them while Aaron watched.

The coffee pot beeped. Aaron made a split second decision, grabbing two mugs and pouring coffee into them. He slid Neil’s across the counter. It sloshed over the side, but Aaron wasn’t capable of caring at the moment. His mind was busy, and he knew Neil had noticed his lack of eye contact; the analytical fuck.

“Look,” Aaron said. He did not look at Neil to say it. “You’re annoying, and you never know when to shut your mouth or mind your business. Most of the time, I’m convinced you have a death wish, and a lot of the time I find myself resenting you. You complicated our lives, put us all in danger, didn’t give a shit.”

Neil’s chest hurt. He didn’t know if it was anger or guilt. Aaron started talking again before he could figure it out.

“But I don’t hate you. I can’t, really. I can’t even fault you for the shitty things you did, because it all worked out.” Aaron glanced quickly at Neil, looked away. His cheeks were red.

The thank you for helping repair my relationship with my brother and thank you for testifying and thank you for being good to Andrew went unsaid, but Aaron hoped Neil wasn’t obtuse enough to force him to say it out loud.

Neil must have understood, because he nodded. Aaron figured that was as close to a reconciliation they were going to have, so he leaned against the counter and pretended everything was normal.

For the first time, they drank their coffee in silence without animosity orchestrating it.

Neil’s mug was half empty when Andrew joined them. He paused in the doorway, squinty eyed and mussed, looking between the two. Neil on the counter, Aaron leaning against it. Their silence, but lack of tension.

“This is weird,” Andrew finally said, his voice gravely from sleep.

“Yeah,” Neil and Aaron said simultaneously.

Neil glanced over his mug at Aaron, the corner of his mouth twitching. Aaron regarded it, but looked away, because something like contentment had made its way onto Andrew’s face.

Aaron smiled at that instead.

#andrew’s watching from the bar like ‘what in the fuck.’ #neil isn’t allowed to drink vodka anymore #andrew got tired of him crying #(not actually) #(his heart just *does something* when he sees neil in tears #(he does not like it) #he gets anxious and sad if he drinks too much #and he’s such a lightweight and doesn’t know his limits #so it happens a couple times before andrew is like ‘nope’ #and monitors neil until they find a fun fuzzy drunk #not a sad scary one #neil doesn’t even drink that often but after 4 years in college he obviously does more than a few times #aftg #tfc #the foxhole court #aftg brainrot #neil josten #aaron minyard #andrew minyard #all for the game #trk #tkm #andreil

[ew-selfish-art]

Dpxdc Au - Tim and Danny are Twins, have been through all the introductions and after a few years decide to have The Audacity. 

At some point it hits the two of them, that they really do act alike sometimes. Like, mannerisms and small detail micro expressions, the whole nine, so Danny and Tim decide to take advantage of this.

Parent trap style swapping but all within the same household, they cut their hair and swap clothes, and get in a few practice runs around the halls of Wayne Manor. No one in the family catches them through at least 3 family dinners, so they go for the larger gambit. 

Tim wants to go to high school for a bit and get back into skate boarding with low stakes- Thats what he tells Danny at least, he really wants to spend the time dismantling the GIW from the epicenter in Amity Park. It works out that Tim accomplishes this in record time (explosives didn’t require ethics in his opinion) and does actually get to enjoy his hobbies again for a bit. 

Danny wants to tell off the WE board members and get some proper Red Robin training so he’s not so dependent on his powers when facing human enemies (they were squishier than ghosts, restraint was key)- That’s what he tells Tim when the reality is he’s going to lead a hostile takeover of DalvCo. and well, yeah, actually get some training in. 

No one catches on except for Kon. 

After they’ve swapped back and their missions are debriefed, Tim asks him why he never fell for it? Simply put: “Uh, dude. Your twin doesn’t have a heartbeat half the time, it was pretty easy to tell.” 

#dc x dp crossover #dc crossover #dp crossover #dpxdc #dcxdp #danny phantom #tim and danny are twins au #this obviously only happens after a butt load of therapy by which danny admits that hes actually super smart #tim is like great dude let me help you out by taking down a government branch #what like its hard? #and danny is like great dude let me get you some assets from our enemies #as a treat for later #Tim and danny are incredibly similar but the purposefully lean into those differences on most days #the drakes gift danny to another rich couple who gift him away so many times until he is given to aunt alicia and is raised with the fentons #tim and danny looked at one another after meeting for the first time and were just mutually like 'meh might as well have a twin' #kon is 'good friends' with tim lmao #can be tim/kon if you want it to be that way

[unproduciblesmackdown]

Lackadaisy Enrichment

#in our enclosures!! #video linked as source; which i'm glad to see already has a million views and is trending. That's Right #lackadaisy #WHICH i have been reading since at least '07 when i was thirteen my god b/c this animation is based on the ongoing webcomic #like does its influence show up Directly in some Discrete way i can point to in my art? not very easily probably. And Yet. #the inspiration....i wasn't able to be Regularly Only for at least another year / art done Nonprofessionally Online was novel to me #like wow ppl can make & post fanart of w/e they love huh....didn't know webcomics were a thing & i never really read that many since but. #good god the quality of Lackadaisy at its onset is like this is superb?? this person putting in all their talent and effort??? #and Then you get years & years more art and i don't even know what superlatives to throw out abt its quality as it evolves. obsessed w/it.. #if i see a new lackadaisy comic page i Will be acting out. obviously this animation is a delight & also stunning. and fascinating to also #juxtapose as a Translation / Interpretation of the comic in a different medium & standalone snippet of Story #and that we're not even quite there in the comic timeline; Taking Notes abt character info we get distilledly here....genuinely love like #take it back to '07 i'm like oh boy can't wait for the dream team to assemble. then a decade later when it did? Oh Boy. that is payoff lol #namely hooray for stitches and mudbug at the field office for every passing gangster. killing one marigold associate but not the other #which seems like a promising start to shootouts w/the other dream team triumvirate. i adore that in canon so far mordecai freckle & rocky #have met but only over a nice brunch. re: all intentions anyways. anyways i'm like Gifs Must Be Made while i'm also so riled afresh abt the #comic that i've been sooo hype for for over fifteen yrs now babeyyy Deservedly. i've done a couple of rereads & ought to do another.... #For Interest it'd probably take a few sittings to catch up from the start but there is much to be engaged over....this ongoing story that's #historical fiction prohibition bootlegging cats with plenty of focus on characters & several Mysteries. which i'm better at parsing now lol #like one of the more recent rereads like Oh Of Course x (probably) accidentally killed his y & z took the fall & that's a binding secret... #Not [oh of course] abt the circumstances surrounding a's death & how b & c were involved. nor the ''what's marigold's damage'' mystery #which is great. love to not know things. love that we can readily follow all the emergent drama everyone's wading in nowadays. hell yeah #anyways admire my organized approach to gifs here. four shots each Expressions Atmosphere Action Groupshots #sure might've muddled through gifmaking for this anyways but fr being a huge lackadaisy comic enjoyer for now most of my life helps #and its very Overall Inspiration like. just really getting the [you can really just draw stuff out here] going. fr the art's detail & skill #and that enrichment like i'm gonna have a great time following this. And I Have #you don't expect a crowdfunded indie animation in the mix back then but hell yeah fellas #SIGH ok removing a 4th gif that's broken / not displayed despite reuploading then entirely remaking it. if it's a bug i'll try again later

[soups-archive]

more signs were discovered around the spawn area!

#qpurgatory 2 #qsmp #i feel mildly bad main tagging this but it does in fact feel quite relevant to the main server #MY LADS #THEY LIVE!! #theres also been a couple of other signs found left around in portuguese that seem like they're from cell #goldfish is obviously baghs #green sign might mean slime #and the four beds implies theres at least one more #the tallies of days on the green sign is also only one or two days off #from being the exact number of days since the islanders arrived in purgatory one #the spanish sign might be pol but from what ive seen its mexican spanish? #like chorro is in multiple different dialects but its mexican slang for shitting #so its the only one that works in this context #and its very qroier coded #if so ?? what the fuck are you doing here king????? #HOW the fuck are you here king????

[bodegacat-withboots]

Will Byers is so romantic because imagine telling someone: “I’ve felt abnormal all my life but being in love with you came so natural and easy, and you are such an amazing person that not loving you would be abnormal. I’m normal when I’m loving you.”

#byler #byeler #and this ain’t the endgame couple???? #will byers #mike wheeler #he’s crazy fr he is a write an artist a poet a muse the love of my life my sun and moon and stars #obviously this is my interpretation of his confession but that’s what he said literally watch the scene again

[hawktims]

No. I wanna be with you. Sleep in the same bed with you all night. Not get kicked out at midnight so the neighbors won't see me leaving in the morning.

FELLOW TRAVELERS (2023) 1.03 | HIT ME

#fellow travelers #tvedit #fellowtravelersedit #cinematv #cinemapix #tvgifs #matt bomer #jonathan bailey #such a simple scene but so many things to unpack and love!!! from tim not being afraid to stand his ground #to hawk not belittling or denying his wants and not correcting him when he said couple #tim you dramatic sensitive baby you deserve the world yeah you go tell him what you want #also obsessed with the slightly amused glint in hawk's eyes #that 'obviously' is strangely endearing to me idk why #im so obsessed with them im gonna cryyyyyyyy again #mine #m: gifs

[ludaroace]

i think whatever is going on with tubbo rn and the way he is treating people is based primarily off of how they've treated him and more importantly sunny and people who have been nice to sunny are being treated significantly better than others .

the people he was nice to (scarily nice to) were ONLY fit and ramon, the ones sunny mentioned were the only ones that wanted her while tubbo was gone . he refused to let ramon take blame for the fields being trampled . he was very complimentary towards fit . he answered literally all of fit's questions about what happened .

he is being nicer to chayanne - but chayanne was supposed to protect him and he didn't . sometimes he snaps at chayanne but then he apologizes . chayanne is one of the reasons he left sunny for so long .

he was kinda weird whenever phil was mentioned . not inherently hostile, but not really in a nice way . making assumptions here, but i feel like it would have been hostile had phil been around . sunny almost died because of phil .

cucurucho ? he was going hard in on him . like to the likes we haven't seen in a while from tubbo, very outwardly hostile . he's always been more aggressive towards cucurucho, but usually not like that

richas ? he more or less said that he would be willing to kill richas for sunny and half threatened his bed in front of fit . amongst other things . he was weird about richas before, but it ramped up as soon as sunny talked about gutting richas (which out of context seems wild, but it was more of a joking threat when sunny said it to richas) . richas is the reason why tubbo died, and sunny "wants" him hurt

#qsmp #q!tubbo #w phil - a little more on the speculation side but i think the way tubbo took what sunny said was very literally #no one took care of sunny/wanted her around other than fit (and by proxy ramon) = everyone else left her to die #even tho that wasn't exactly the case - bc tubbo is taking things to the extreme rn thats how i think hes seeing it #obviously don't think chayanne is at fault for tubbo's death but he seemed to imply he thought that way a couple of times #the only eggs/people that were brought up that he didn't really have a reaction to were bad (who is dead) #and pomme who i think got forgotten because he is tunnel visioning richas as someone who is against sunny #tubbo tag

[arohuacheng]

what people don't get about hualian is that they're literally like. jock and alternative art student. xie lian lives like a frat boy (mattress on the floor and nothing else in his room, no standards for his own well-being, can't cook and ends up eating what could be classified as biohazards) and is really enthusiastic about fighting as a hobby. meanwhile hua cheng rocks up to the function in his cunty little outfits every day of the week, bells on his boots and the red eyeliner slayed, obviously has taste but is soooo in love with his boyfriend who only ever wears cargo shorts and the most fucked up questionable hoodies you've ever seen. hua cheng wants xie lian to have nice things but it's always like. "babe i promise it's no trouble can we please get you a bedframe??" nd xie lian is obviously so enamored with his cool alt boyfriend who wears skirts sometimes and never misses a beat on a bitchy comment that's just the way it is. basically if your hualian concept doesn't have hua cheng as the hot goth gf you just don't get it

#talking #tgcf #look i am so passionate about this. mxtx wants you to think they're big strong guy (hc) and damsel in distress (xl) but they're fr not #hualian is the couple you see at a fast food restaurant where a goth girl is sitting across from some random dude twirling her hair #going 'babe you're SO funny!' nd the guy is just talking really enthusiastically about the olympics segment he watched last night #but is obviously really happy to be telling her about it? and for her to be genuinely interested??? and they're obviously happy together? #my point. is that they're mismatched but NOT in the way that people tend to talk about them. #they're in love and they're best friends and hua cheng is putting their hands together going 'whoa your hands are SO big..." #you get what i mean. not enough focus on hua cheng as a campy gay person and xie lian as a guy who owns one outfit #they ARE overdressed gf and very normal bf. you know this in your heart. [ pointing a gun at you ] #hua cheng #xie lian #tian guan ci fu #mxtx

[suncaptor]

(this is purely anecdotal and should be noted people misclick or lie on polls all the time and does not serve to imply the results are accurate. the reality is there is a small chance of severe symptoms from covid vaccination that is much smaller than that of long covid, and it is even smaller if you've not had long term effects already from previous vaccination. op supports vaccination for those who can tolerate it and treats the covid pandemic seriously as well as people harmed by covid vaccination and long covid and loved one's lost from covid)

also if you do have any long term effects would love to discuss about it!

#i'm assuming most people had short term symptoms #also for no symptoms i obviously don't mean like. site soreness or pain. that's like. what happens when you get stabbed with a vaccine #i mean like. flu symptoms. fever. etc. but you can take it whatever way you want. most people i know had short term symptoms for like. #a couple days up to a couple weeks it seems #covid #incoherents

[starofhisheart]

Love...TRIANGLE?

WAKE UP BOYS DAD SAID STEDDYHANDS REAL

#is this what he meant by fandom in jokes! #kidding. this was obviously always planned #or at least the natural development #but wow...i cant wait to see ed watch stizzy fall in love w each other #and be all: y is this kinda hot #i mean polyamory is already a normal feature of the show #whats one more couple #steddyhands #stizzy #edizzy #ofmd #ofmd s2 spoilers #wait 1 more thing im also ready for the ANGST #like first 3 eps were rough now its all abt healing and learning to love again #add in a little jealousy....mmmhhmmm

[technovillain]

#painting each others nails is vital to the dichotomy of the bi guy/lesbian friendship. understand this. #i return a couple hours later with clean drawing. bone apple teeth. #what are they talking about. #detective grimoire #sally spears #they are dangerously fun to draw.....scratches my head....hrmmm #tangle tower #thinking abttttt the amount of time passed between secret of the swamp n tangletower...... n how they obviously became besties during th ga #my tiny pea brain is forming headcanon abt how sally joined him as a detective as we speak. #kiwiarts

[uncanny-tranny]

I think a lot of homophobes and transphobes don't just feel hatred toward queer people, but they genuinely fear us in an almost literal sense, and so they assume the inverse is true for gay and trans people.

I think that's why you have so many cishet people who smugly say that they're going to make queer people angry, afraid, "triggered" by displays of heterosexuality and/or displays of traditional gender - they think we aren't used to living in a cishet world, that we fear cishet people for their identities as much as they fear us for ours.

#gay #queer #trans #transgender #lgbt #lgbtq #homophobia #homophobia tw #transphobia #transphobia tw #queerphobia #queerphobia tw #just saw somebody brag that they're going to trigger the queers by... making straight art???? #buddy i grew up indulging in straight media like...? how is that going to offend people? #the idea seems to be that queer people fear straightness because the queerphobe can genuinely fear queerness #does this make sense. #bro one of my favourite childhood movies was about a heterosexual couple and i ate that shit up (imagining 'what if i was the man...') #obviously this isn't going to apply across the board but i've noticed it A Lot

[riverspond]

i literally have no idea how to word this, but do people think each regen love even the companions they didn’t personally meet? like do you think twelve loves rose, or thirteen loves clara, etc?

#like every regen loves river imo #but she’s their wife what about beyond river #like people are always saying the doctor will always love rose #and obviously i agree to a certain level #but i can’t see the last couple regens loving #say rose the same way nine/ten did #idk maybe this is common knowledge/opinion? #doctor who #tenth doctor #eleventh doctor #twelfth doctor #thirteenth doctor #fourteenth doctor #tenrose #timepetals #clara oswald #rose tyler #river song

[drabbles-of-writing]

Love that Terra clearly had the worst possible understanding of Eda and Raine (thinking they wouldn’t team up to fight her as kids, that Raine wasn’t smart enough to lie through their teeth until the Day of Unity, etc) but even SHE knows damn well those two are absolute fucking losers for each other. Can you imagine how insufferable they had to be off-screen for Terra to openly mock it with zero hesitation. What did she have to bear witness to

#the owl house #toh #toh spoilers #for the future #terra snapdragon #eda clawthorne #raine whispers #raeda #talk #drabble post #'i like musicians!' #oh girl what kind of bullshttery did you have to sit through #i refuse to believe its one of those 'you just see it from afar' things #i know in my HEART. THEY ARE ABSOLUTELY HORRENDOUS TO BE AROUND #lilith likes raine she does she thinks theyre cool but she couldnt STAND to be in the same room as them w eda #my apologies but we all have to know those 2 were the couple that borderline made out in the school hallways #literally always talking in the middle of class and doing stupid shit #arguably its worse now bc theyre in the pining obviously from afar but we gotta unpack that later theres a world to save rn #darius staring into space in the single day he had to be in the same base as them as they prepared for the day of unity like. oh good lord. #i forgot how bad they were. how did i ever forget this. how is this worse. how did they make this even worse they arent even kissing yet #theyre so disgustingly in love with each other its like getting toothrot #which is the long way of saying F to belos when eda learns what he did #it is on SIGHT YOU OLD CORPSE

[comradekatara]

one aspect of azula in the spirit temple i don't think i've seen anyone discuss (because it's largely conjecture) is the form the spirit takes when presenting itself as human to azula. back when book 2 of lok was airing, there were lots of theories circulating that azula had an unacknowledged cameo as the shaman who helped to heal korra in "beginnings." i've even commented on this theory in the past. now, while this hypothesis remained unconfirmed for years, it feels as if this comic is lending credence to that idea with its undeniable imagery. i think this comic is suggesting, however subtly, that the spirit is taking the form of azula's future self.

azula's hair is as crucial in this comic as it is throughout the show. it's been a while since her breakdown during sozin's comet, so her uneven bangs have grown to slightly below her eyes. the fact that she has done nothing to "fix" these loose strands recalls her introduction, wherein "one hair out of place" was enough to upset her for fear of not being perfect. through azula's disgrace, she has shed her perfectionism (born of ozai's abuse), but the state of her hair also illustrates how frazzled and disoriented she feels, and how in not caring about her own presentation here, just how debased she has been since her initial fall from grace.

now, notice who mirrors those overgrown strands of hair in their own presentation. the spirit reflects azula's inner turmoil, not only by projecting manifestations of her desires and anxieties, but externally as well. this spirit essentially functions as azula's mirror (shattered mirrors of course being a hugely significant symbol within azula's psychological landscape).

note who else is framed by these two loose strands of hair:

while this shaman in lok is hardly identical to the spirit's humanoid form in this comic, this crucial piece symbolism (retroactively employed, especially considering that the shaman's loose strands are smaller, perhaps indicating a calmer mindset if we extend the logic of what it signifies) feels like a deliberate allusion on the parts of the writers and illustrators of the comic. they clearly don't have the leeway to say what form azula's future will take (they can't even "redeem" her, since it could potentially interfere with avatar studio's plans for other projects down the line), but by addressing this largely baseless fan theory of yore, it feels like the comic is intimating that in the grand scheme of things, despite how abject her conditions (both external and internal) may be now, she's gonna turn out all right.

#this is probably the only lok fan theory that was floating around at the time that i dont fully hate #as opposed to theories of sokkas progeny or katara being relegated to aangs housewife or whatever. which obviously suck so bad #azula in the spirit temple #azula #id in alt text #analysis #i have a couple more posts left in me after this about the comic #but i think my prev post abt it and then this one covers most of what i wanted to say #though maybe i'll discuss the 'asylum' and zuko's figuring bc i've seen some cool posts abt that and i wanna insert my 2 cents #but idk. anyway . one must imagine azula happy

[citrlet]

farmer max: festival edition

#ts4 #sims 4 #ts4 lookbook #sims 4 lookbook #i wasnt sure what to do for a couple of them #but obviously her spirit fest outfit had to be her namesake #im updating rn! then im gonna move and makeover flori and her family to post some pics im excited