#Why Spam. every. goddamn. tag

[zappedbyzabka]

[nekropsii]

To the person in my inbox saying I, and every other young teen, should've just filtered out the tags of content I didn't want to see back in 2011-2014 - referring to the mass amounts of pedophilic incest porn that would often get spammed on your dash with no warning during the early 2010s era of the Homestuck fandom - you do not get to blame children for getting unwillingly exposed to jack shit. You do not get to pull out that excuse that children should've just been filtering that content out and that it's their fault for having seen that kind of thing when I specifically said it wasn't tagged anyways, and that half of the time it still isn't tagged. You wanna know why?

They only introduced Tag Filtering at the end of goddamn 2017.

You are blaming children for getting porn spammed on their dash by saying they should have been using a feature that didn't even fucking exist yet.

[sketchfanda]

What grinds my gears

I would like to make something clear here to anyone who's getting this problem. if i receive a note with hi or how are you on it? follow through and say something else besides a basic greeting i can get every and any other day of the goddamn week. but if that follow through reply or said note goes like so:

"Hi there! I stumbled upon your DeviantArt profile and was instantly impressed by the incredible characters and beautiful artwork you’ve posted. I would love to collaborate with you, using my expertise in 2D/3D illustration, comics, manga, and 2D animation, to bring your creations to life. As a special offer, if you commission group art and at least 3-4 comic pages, I’ll gift you a complimentary full-body illustration with a background. Let’s connect on Discord at (insert username)—I look forward to working together!" or any other variation of this bot like sales pitch? tell them eff off and die because in the instance of such messages like this? i hate the senders with every fibre of my being. i hate dealing with any of them on deviantart, twitter,bluesky,even sending me random pms on fanfic dot net or spamming my ao3 fic comments!! they're all part of what is making the internet less fun,they're not anywhere as talented as they think they are to assume their bland,boring generic art if theyctually have anything,is even worth half the high price tag they put on it!! they can get a life,go touch grass or stop proving why their parents wasted dna the night they conceived these randos!! assuming they're not some fucking little bots club or something!!

[say-duhnelle]

Listen, bitch,

The fundamental problems with the Tumblr UX that have been driving people away for the past several years are a lot simpler than anything you have laid out here. It boils down to a couple of basic principles:

1) The site often does not work. Including, but not limited to:

a) Bugs and crashes - not just on app either

b) Autoplaying audio or otherwise obnoxious ads, with no on-ad option to hide or report. Weeks ago y'all said all ads should now have a "report ad" button directly on the ad. At least on Android this still has not arrived! Why the fuck you lyin', etc. etc.

c) No uniformity of features between desktop and mobile and an apparent complete lack of give-a-damn from y'all about it. I am STILL waiting for archive view on mobile... It's been 9 years since you launched the current incarnation of your app...

d) Search and tags are a disaster area and completely unreliable for actually finding anything. On individual blogs, they may not work at all, and on general site search, results are often completely irrelevant to the terms actually searched - while posts actually germane to their tag get excluded from public view for daring to feature... horror of horrors... A HYPERLINK TO AN INNOCUOUS, TRUSTWORTHY WEBSITE!!!! (wilhelm scream)

2) The site doesn't work 2, electric boogaloo: SPAM BOT PROBLEM

a) This has been ongoing for eleven years that I know of and serious enough to constantly affect UX for at least six of those

b) We know you know about this because you regularly acknowledge it with a resounding "🤷🙃 Nothing we can do! Do our moderating for us, unpaid, or stop fucking whining about it!" kinda attitude

c) Yet if there were truly nothing to be done, why do certain other, much larger social media sites seem to never present nearly as many problems with this despite ostensibly being a space that will provide much higher returns on spam due to the much higher traffic levels? Yes there are spammers on FB, TWT, and Insta but I don't have to spend my first ten minutes on each of these apps blocking them every goddamn day of my goddamn life...!

3) The structure of the site encourages a very adversarial model of interaction

a) Obviously to some extent this is what makes Tumblr unique and should not go away

b) However, at least on other (Twitter) sites where this sort of content model is in play, blocking actually works and you never have to see content created by the person you blocked again, nor worry they will be seeing yours

c) On Tumblr you can't even block someone from your fucking sideblogs on the mobile app. And any block you do is incomplete, because you can still see each other's comments on posts that cross your dash, for example if you happen to be in a smaller fandom where the same posts go around and get comments from lots of different people. (Look, I know this is a clash between the content being presented as intended and the user's privacy, but I believe the user's privacy ought to win - particularly as that's the justification for the stupid sideblog blocking problem to befuckin'gin with!)

d) I do appreciate that staff has made (one, half-assed) effort to give users more control over this lately (reblog controls could easily have a much more continuous range than just "all" or "none" and you know it); I do NOT appreciate that you basically cancelled it out with the introduction of Public Shaming Blaze although thank fuck y'all at least had the good sense to give OP veto power on that

e) Enforce your own goddamn TOS against the TERFs, nazis and other hateful communities and individuals on this site when we report them to you, jackasses. This ain't hard.

In the message above, y'all stated (bold and italic!):

"If the user has a bad content experience, the fault lies with the product."

Take that mindset, and apply it to the things that we have wanted fixed for years, instead of using it as an excuse to shove an algorithm down new users' throats. (Because I bet your plan for making the site easier to use for them doesn't involve a tour of how to switch off all the irritating ways y'all have dreamt up to shove algorithm shit in places we never wanted it over the years.) Remember - your long term viability isn't about how many new users you can add so much as whether you can RETAIN them - there's loads of accounts on here which are technically still "active" but have not posted since December 17, 2018 or shortly thereafter and they ain't doing jack or shit for your company's value now. If new users get in here, have a look around, go "hmm this place is a poorly maintained shithole where you constantly have to block spamblogs and can't effectively block or report people who hate you" and immediately leave, there is still no net benefit to the site's bottom line no matter how many "lurkers" you momentarily convert into account holders.

Tumblr’s Core Product Strategy

Here at Tumblr, we’ve been working hard on reorganizing how we work in a bid to gain more users. A larger user base means a more sustainable company, and means we get to stick around and do this thing with you all a bit longer. What follows is the strategy we're using to accomplish the goal of user growth. The @labs group has published a bit already, but this is bigger. We’re publishing it publicly for the first time, in an effort to work more transparently with all of you in the Tumblr community. This strategy provides guidance amid limited resources, allowing our teams to focus on specific key areas to ensure Tumblr’s future.

The Diagnosis

In order for Tumblr to grow, we need to fix the core experience that makes Tumblr a useful place for users. The underlying problem is that Tumblr is not easy to use. Historically, we have expected users to curate their feeds and lean into curating their experience. But this expectation introduces friction to the user experience and only serves a small portion of our audience. 

Tumblr’s competitive advantage lies in its unique content and vibrant communities. As the forerunner of internet culture, Tumblr encompasses a wide range of interests, such as entertainment, art, gaming, fandom, fashion, and music. People come to Tumblr to immerse themselves in this culture, making it essential for us to ensure a seamless connection between people and content. 

To guarantee Tumblr’s continued success, we’ve got to prioritize fostering that seamless connection between people and content. This involves attracting and retaining new users and creators, nurturing their growth, and encouraging frequent engagement with the platform.

Our Guiding Principles

To enhance Tumblr’s usability, we must address these core guiding principles.

Expand the ways new users can discover and sign up for Tumblr.

Provide high-quality content with every app launch.

Facilitate easier user participation in conversations.

Retain and grow our creator base.

Create patterns that encourage users to keep returning to Tumblr.

Improve the platform’s performance, stability, and quality.

Below is a deep dive into each of these principles.

Principle 1: Expand the ways new users can discover and sign up for Tumblr.

Tumblr has a “top of the funnel” issue in converting non-users into engaged logged-in users. We also have not invested in industry standard SEO practices to ensure a robust top of the funnel. The referral traffic that we do get from external sources is dispersed across different pages with inconsistent user experiences, which results in a missed opportunity to convert these users into regular Tumblr users. For example, users from search engines often land on pages within the blog network and blog view—where there isn’t much of a reason to sign up. 

We need to experiment with logged-out tumblr.com to ensure we are capturing the highest potential conversion rate for visitors into sign-ups and log-ins. We might want to explore showing the potential future user the full breadth of content that Tumblr has to offer on our logged-out pages. We want people to be able to easily understand the potential behind Tumblr without having to navigate multiple tabs and pages to figure it out. Our current logged-out explore page does very little to help users understand “what is Tumblr.” which is a missed opportunity to get people excited about joining the site.

Actions & Next Steps

Improving Tumblr’s search engine optimization (SEO) practices to be in line with industry standards.

Experiment with logged out tumblr.com to achieve the highest conversion rate for sign-ups and log-ins, explore ways for visitors to “get” Tumblr and entice them to sign up.

Principle 2: Provide high-quality content with every app launch.

We need to ensure the highest quality user experience by presenting fresh and relevant content tailored to the user’s diverse interests during each session. If the user has a bad content experience, the fault lies with the product.

The default position should always be that the user does not know how to navigate the application. Additionally, we need to ensure that when people search for content related to their interests, it is easily accessible without any confusing limitations or unexpected roadblocks in their journey.

Being a 15-year-old brand is tough because the brand carries the baggage of a person’s preconceived impressions of Tumblr. On average, a user only sees 25 posts per session, so the first 25 posts have to convey the value of Tumblr: it is a vibrant community with lots of untapped potential. We never want to leave the user believing that Tumblr is a place that is stale and not relevant. 

Actions & Next Steps

Deliver great content each time the app is opened.

Make it easier for users to understand where the vibrant communities on Tumblr are. 

Improve our algorithmic ranking capabilities across all feeds. 

Principle 3: Facilitate easier user participation in conversations.

Part of Tumblr’s charm lies in its capacity to showcase the evolution of conversations and the clever remarks found within reblog chains and replies. Engaging in these discussions should be enjoyable and effortless.

Unfortunately, the current way that conversations work on Tumblr across replies and reblogs is confusing for new users. The limitations around engaging with individual reblogs, replies only applying to the original post, and the inability to easily follow threaded conversations make it difficult for users to join the conversation.

Actions & Next Steps

Address the confusion within replies and reblogs.

Improve the conversational posting features around replies and reblogs. 

Allow engagements on individual replies and reblogs.

Make it easier for users to follow the various conversation paths within a reblog thread. 

Remove clutter in the conversation by collapsing reblog threads. 

Explore the feasibility of removing duplicate reblogs within a user’s Following feed. 

Principle 4: Retain and grow our creator base.

Creators are essential to the Tumblr community. However, we haven’t always had a consistent and coordinated effort around retaining, nurturing, and growing our creator base.  

Being a new creator on Tumblr can be intimidating, with a high likelihood of leaving or disappointment upon sharing creations without receiving engagement or feedback. We need to ensure that we have the expected creator tools and foster the rewarding feedback loops that keep creators around and enable them to thrive.

The lack of feedback stems from the outdated decision to only show content from followed blogs on the main dashboard feed (“Following”), perpetuating a cycle where popular blogs continue to gain more visibility at the expense of helping new creators. To address this, we need to prioritize supporting and nurturing the growth of new creators on the platform.

It is also imperative that creators, like everyone on Tumblr, feel safe and in control of their experience. Whether it be an ask from the community or engagement on a post, being successful on Tumblr should never feel like a punishing experience.

Actions & Next Steps

Get creators’ new content in front of people who are interested in it. 

Improve the feedback loop for creators, incentivizing them to continue posting.

Build mechanisms to protect creators from being spammed by notifications when they go viral.

Expand ways to co-create content, such as by adding the capability to embed Tumblr links in posts.

Principle 5: Create patterns that encourage users to keep returning to Tumblr.

Push notifications and emails are essential tools to increase user engagement, improve user retention, and facilitate content discovery. Our strategy of reaching out to you, the user, should be well-coordinated across product, commercial, and marketing teams.

Our messaging strategy needs to be personalized and adapt to a user’s shifting interests. Our messages should keep users in the know on the latest activity in their community, as well as keeping Tumblr top of mind as the place to go for witty takes and remixes of the latest shows and real-life events.  

Most importantly, our messages should be thoughtful and should never come across as spammy.  

Actions & Next Steps

Conduct an audit of our messaging strategy.

Address the issue of notifications getting too noisy; throttle, collapse or mute notifications where necessary.  

Identify opportunities for personalization within our email messages. 

Test what the right daily push notification limit is. 

Send emails when a user has push notifications switched off.

Principle 6: Performance, stability and quality.

The stability and performance of our mobile apps have declined. There is a large backlog of production issues, with more bugs created than resolved over the last 300 days. If this continues, roughly one new unresolved production issue will be created every two days. Apps and backend systems that work well and don't crash are the foundation of a great Tumblr experience. Improving performance, stability, and quality will help us achieve sustainable operations for Tumblr.

Improve performance and stability: deliver crash-free, responsive, and fast-loading apps on Android, iOS, and web.

Improve quality: deliver the highest quality Tumblr experience to our users. 

Move faster: provide APIs and services to unblock core product initiatives and launch new features coming out of Labs.

Conclusion

Our mission has always been to empower the world’s creators. We are wholly committed to ensuring Tumblr evolves in a way that supports our current users while improving areas that attract new creators, artists, and users. You deserve a digital home that works for you. You deserve the best tools and features to connect with your communities on a platform that prioritizes the easy discoverability of high-quality content. This is an invigorating time for Tumblr, and we couldn’t be more excited about our current strategy.

[3moghost]

popular tags are always filled with unrelated shit. i feel like a damn janitor every time i go through one, with all the reporting and blocking i do.

why do people do this shit? for clout?? on goddamn tumblr????

i will report spam & block your asses don't fucking test me

[shannonsketches]

SO!! You're gonna see me be SUPER annoying about @redclovercasefiles for the next month or so, because I've been helping out on it with my dear friend Mazzie, who long-timers might remember as the author of the horror comic I was working on a few years back, Aura Ambit.

Mazzie was working on this game's script for over a year before she brought me on to help iron out some designs, and has slowly built up our little seven person team over that year, including an accessibility-forward UX/UI artist. She's been funding this entire project out of pocket with her life savings, so that all six of the people working with her on this game are getting paid on their terms, because paying her artists was and is her top priority.

I also need you to know that all six of us, separately, without planning to, contributed extra work to fit as much as we could into that budget, because all six of us, mostly strangers to each other, were So Excited to be working on this game.

I know I'm biased toward Mazzie's writing, because Mazzie is my friend and I've done other projects I've loved with her, and I love her storytelling sensibilities. But since joining onto this I've watched six other people -- four of whom I didn't know prior to this project -- immediately fall in love with the pitch and pour their whole heart into this game.

From our incredible Sprite Artist, Denaseey (https://x.com/denaseey) who is in SUCH high demand and made room for us anyway, to our amazing composer Mark (www.markalanknappjr.com) who got our pitch and just!! DONATED our trailer music pro-bono just to be a part of it (he is signed on and being paid for the whole OST, and he's grEAT), to our UX/UI artist Jenn (https://www.jenniferbertaggia.eu/) who came to our rescue at the 11th hour and made so many gorgeous assets and coached us on accessibility options, one by one we all came in and had the same reaction. We saw this game laid out and fell in love with it, and I have every belief that anyone here who enjoys my work will fall in love with it too.

So bear with me while I spam our ads, because I am SO excited about introducing you all to these characters, and this fun spooky Whodunnit.

I WILL be making fanart of these folks and I happily encourage anyone who feels so inclined to do the same and tag @redclovercasefiles (It WILL get reblogged and I promise the whole crew will scream and cry and throw up rainbows about it). Idk why my friends are all so good at making OCs but.............Goddamn. My time (as a fanartist) has come (again).

Anyway I know things are tight all around and there's a lot going on and backing a video game kickstarter is kind of small potatoes backburner-at-best stuff, but we'd love to make this game as absolutely awesome as we can. This has been a genuine dream project with a small team full of amazing, wonderful people, and I hope you'll give it a look and back us, or consider boosting us if you can!

Thanks for reading all this here's a sketch I did of Jules and Scooby Doo to hype up our crew chat

and as always come check us out on kickstarter buy gold byyyyyyye

[everythingroyalty]

HAPPY 13TH BIRTHDAY PRINCESS ISABELLA OF DENMARK (21 April 2007)

“The other day, I told my son and daughter-in-law that they don’t need any daschunds, they’ve got Isabella!” – Queen Margrethe II of Denmark

[strawberry-nugget]

I took the whole You're the most self centered, idiotic person I've ever fucking met. You fucked my ex and you're fucking crying? That Maddy said to Cassie in Euphoria and I've run with it. So here's drabble one out of two that I wrote with using that as a prompt

Warnings/tags: Angst, Bakugo being enraged, Denki is stoned, a single punch and Kirishima holding Bakubabe back, maybe ooc?

Bakugo likes to consider himself a good friend -albeit not the best- he's come a long way in growing and learning how not to hurt people with his words, his actions. He's there when Izuku wants someone to pick him up after a long night of drinking, he's getting better at picking up his phone when his name flashes, he's so good at communicating what he feels towards him without acting like the child he once was.

And in return Izuku has been there for him -so restlessly- through calls at three am after you leave Katsukis house for the nth time this week, while he's sharing how hard being a pro hero is on him, how there's a weight on his shoulders that he can't quite get rid of. Izuku listens to all of the 'I don't want to lose her', promises him he won't, that you won't turn your back on him because he missed another date. He swears on his life that it's because you're two young people wanting things from each other when all you want to do is share your love and Bakugo is able to close his eyes and get some sleep instead of spamming your phone the second he hangs up with his childhood friend.

Bakugo, is bad at picking flowers so he drags Izuku with him every other day when he gets flowers for you. And Izuku picks the best looking ones and Bakugo is happy that you're gonna see them and smile and let him into your apartment. And he drags Izuku to a cafe, to a restaurant, to a patisserie just so he can help him pick a new flavor of hot drink, another tasty dish, a very cute looking pastry so he can bring them to you by the weekend. He never considers, not even for a second, that Izuku would ever get tired if hearing about his relationship problems -he's said so anyways.

Bakugo is there for him -you curled in his arms- in the hospital couch as Izuku gets stitched up, when he gets surgery on his knee after a huge villain attack, he cooks for him, never leaves him to face a burden on his own. He thinks. He thinks it's what a friend does, you urge him to be a better friend, a better man, so any hint of jealousy, any crumb of inferiority or superiority are annihilated in his mind when he thinks about his friend.

So he doesn't understand, just what he's done wrong to deserve this.

He doesn't know how he has been blind at the signs -the constant questions about you, the speed in which he says he's in for something that would help Bakugo to get you back, that stupid hand on his shoulder every single time you close the door to his face- because it's been three months since you've broke up. It's never been that long and when Katsuki, forced to attend this stupid get together that Jirou forced him into just for her and denki to get high- reaches for the phone to share this with Izuku, on the other side of the room when Denki opens his mouth.

"Damn Midoriya question for you. Do you think I stand a chance with Bakugos ex too?"

"What the fuck" Bakugo growls and the whole room is staring at Denki, then Izuku. That guilty expression that his face contorts into before he asks "why would you say that? Why would I know that?"

"What did you fucking do!?"

"Because you fucked her" Bakugo is raising from his seat before Denki even continues, eyes flaming with pure rage, knocking over the side of the coffee table on his way. His heart is beating so loud, so goddamn loud that he can't hear a thing, not even Kirishima yelling at him to calm down. The slow and rattling feeling of poisonous betrayal is seeping into him, ounce after ounce.

"I didnt-" Izuku stutters, jaw tight when he notices how Kirishima is practically yanking Bakugos hand to hold him back "you're high off your mind Kaminari I'd never do that to Kacchan"

"Then why did you?"

Bakugo, despite being a good friend, a friend you can vent to when you're in need, realizes it's been a while since he's heard Izuku cry. That breaking of his voice, the immediate tears that gather in his eyes, how his bottom lip gets sucked under his teeth when he's choking on his breath. But it's nothing but a cry for pity. An enraging instance that makes Bakugos eyebrows knit further over his brows, palms flaring up. He can't listen to anything other than his own voice in his head; 'what did I do to deserve this'

"Back the fuck up Kirishima" Bakugo screams, continuously yanking his hand away from his taller friend until he manages to slip away and run to Izukus face, sticking his forehead to his.

"So you've been trying to get my girl under my nose, huh? You think I'm an idiot, that I'd never find out?"

"It's not like that Kacchan I promise" Izuku sniffles and no one else in the room matters. Just that half assed explanation that Bakugos going to get -even if it's going to be the only one- is the only thing keeping him back from throwing that first punch.

"She was sad about you and she called me" Izuku cries "she wanted to get back together with you and I told her she doesn't have to if it feels like it's too much, I promised that I could take care of her"

Bakugo, instead of throwing that punch, scrunches his nose and sniffles a short breath "But I fucking love 'er and you fucking know that"

"Why won't you just let her go Kacchan" Izuku sniffles with a fresh wave of tears that runs down his eyes "you love her but you're not meant to be"

"Shut your stupid trap. 'Not meant to be' my fucking ass. Do you know what ups and downs in a relationship with a pro hero even are? And you're crying again? You're the most self centered, idiotic person I've ever fucking met. You fucked my ex and you're fucking crying?"

It's the thought that he's lost you, that he can't phantom himself mending relations with neither of you. And it's his heart that's bleeding, that's trying to tell him this isn't your fault, that he can't control anyone's feelings and that he should forget all about this and pretend it never happened. It the tears in his eyes that fall over his tensed jaw, angry and hot because he just can't believe this, that there's a version of him that isn't good enough. Not good enough of a friend. Of a lover. Because it feels like it's all his fault, that by not being the best he's thrown himself under the bus. He would rather it's been anyone else, anyone else than his friend seeing that side of you.

Bakugo doesn't like when his words sting, like a wasp, over and over until you're filled with nibs on your skin, he thinks, he can bring it down. Just a notch. When he's throwing that punch on Izuku's jaw and gets not response other than a cry or when Denki apologizes for saying something like this all of a sudden and in front of everyone. Or when Kirishima gathers his hands behind his back with his quirk and pulls him away from Izuku. But it turns out to be impossible.

He spends the night crying, staring at his ceiling with no one to call. And he likes to consider himself as a good friend, but he's not that willing to play that part for a while

[serena-hart-09]

Skills that the Demon Brothers (Would Likely) Possess: Lucifer

A/N: Finally all Brothers are done! I had a lot of fun writing these headcanons! Which is why I have decided to similar headcanons for the Datables! [Please mention on this post or on the masterlist (tho you will have to mention the series name!) if you would like to be tagged for the said series!] Also in future after my schedule clears up I will also be accepting requests for headcanons/scenarios! 

I hope you like this!

As always have a great day ahead!

Extra:

All Characters belong to the game, “Shall We Date: Obey Me!”, NTT Solmare.  

All the names of buff and debuffs belong to the Megami Tensei Game Franchise, Atlus, Sega. This is a series of Headcanons inspired by the same.

TW: Mentions of Torture, Death, Sadism, Dismemberment, Mentions of Hypnotism, Going blind (?), Body Horror (Eyes and Mouth) (?), Mild Self-Esteem Issues.

Let me tell you. A battle with Lucifer is like playing chess against a computer. (The computer is Lucifer-) 

He will win no matter what. (He can’t win against the Royals for obvious reasons-)

If you had problems while fighting his brothers, but still want to beat Lucifer, then I will pray for your soul-

Lucifer has 65% offence and 35% defense. However, don’t be fooled by the low number of defense.

Lucifer has only the best of the best buffs and de-buffs at his disposal. So, lets talk about that first.

Lucifer as buffs has Critical Aura, Luster Candy, Provoke, Concentrate and Dekunda (Technically a buff for the user). In de-buffs he has Dekaja, Debilitate, Fog Breath and Taunt.

Like Mammon, he has a pattern, he will let you buff yourself up as much as you like. Then, after buffing yourself enough, (Especially if you use -Kaja buffs or even Luster Candy) he will look at you with an innocent smile :) and use Dekaja. Now, if Dekaja is used even one time. Then all your buffs will be removed and you go back to square one. (Note: -Kaja skills are buffs and -nda skills are de-buffs; if the skill is named “De” meaning it cancels the effect or the buff completely, for example here itself, “Dekaja”)

So, of course there is only one option, de-buff him…… well, have fun with that. :)

He will again let you de-buff him as much as you like, letting you use every chance you get, feeling his attacks getting weaker and weaker. However, the minute you start to attack (properly), he will look at you with that same smile :) and use Dekunda, cancelling all your de-buffs that you applied on him.

So, only one way, alternatingly attack and de-buff him.

Well….. buddy…… if you do that he will use his only buffs, spamming them as you spam every goddamn de-buff you have only for it either get Dekunda or Luster Candy, or worse you get Dekaja-ed.

The worst thing is, he will not attack you. Nope. He will annoy the hell out of you by playing the game of buffs and de-buffs, all with a :) on his face.

After a while when you lose your mind, he will use both Dekaja and Dekunda and then attack you.

Don’t even try to attack him (before using buffs and de-buffs), because you will either get one-shot to death or he will use Counter and slap you to death.

Talking about his attacks, he is good in all types of attacks. However, he is the best in Magic and Aerial (Physical) Attacks.

Like Mammon, he also has habit of fusing two different attacks into one while fighting.

He will have High-tier skill for each element (excluding Light/Divine).

 Another thing is that, there is a chance where he will use a skill to shift/change his weaknesses. Don’t be fooled. (In reality, he is not weak to anything.) He is playing mind games with by making you do something pointless again and again.

He has those skills when used, can not only do damage but also de-buff his opponents.

Surprisingly he does not use these types of attacks that often. (They are basically his “trump card”-type attacks)

Even though he has bit of a temper, he is responsible of his usage of his Almighty Skill.

Talking about his Almighty Skill is well…… its complex.

First, he will use a High-tier skill which makes his enemy lose more than half HP (very precisely, not less not more), but they are not dead, (he won’t let them die that easily.)

He will then transform into his True Demon Form. Caging his opponents in his large wings. The opponent will suddenly hear a weird ad very ominous piece played by an organ, accompanied by people around them? Who are praising them? Telling how great they are???? Something starts to rise within them…… happiness? Or rather…. Pride? But the organ is playing continuously. Then slowly the piece played reaches its highest tune, nearly deafening them, just then everything goes black. Slowly, Red eyes open all around, cornering them. Small fanged smile under each eye appears, taunting the opponent, making them see the reality (not in the same way as Mammon’s attack does) breaking their self-esteem. Out of nowhere, large black hands pick them up and break them, separate them limb from limb. The opponent closes their eyes feeling that death is now upon them…….only for it not to come. They open their eyes again shocked that they are still in one piece. Then the same thing happens again and again again and again. Taunting them, degrading them until all light of hope in their eyes is gone. He would then open his wings stop it all out of nowhere, letting them go. They can finally go. They are free. So, they run. Run away from him. Just then, they could hear a dark chuckle from the distance, “How adorable.” Those are the final words they hear before their consciousness fade away.

After this, it depends on Lucifer to choose what to do with them.

Sometimes, if the opponent was at least a little worthy of his time then he would bring them into his not-so-secret torture dungeon (only a secret to MC), where he and his brothers (if they want to join) can torture them further until their mind breaks and turn into Lucifer’s mind slaves.

If you think he can escape the consequences of him using the Almighty Skill, well folks say hi to Half-Dead Mother of Six chaotic children on his bed clutching his head and throwing his pillows with such force, velocity and anger that when you get hit (which I hope you don’t) you would say its not a pillow it’s a goddamn rock!

Get ready to hear new ways of saying cuss words as Lucifer shouts them in his room so loudly that everyone can hear him. (This whole thing lasts for a week….. good luck with that.)

However, if are his mate then, forget about RAD for a week, cause Lucifer is going to hold you (with an iron grip) and cuddle you like there is no tomorrow. He will not let you go.

While holding you hostage , you may hear small and cute growls and some adorable whimpers or a quiet “please don’t leave me >:(” as he nuzzles into your neck, kissing it. Pet his head, and he will purr like a happy kitten.

If you muster your courage and call him “cute” or “baby” he will smile and purr even more. Treasure this moment.

Also, mention about the same and he will be speechless and blush, face red like a tomato.

Look, he has high standards (i.e., according the canon), so if his opponents weren’t good enough then he won’t devour their soul or make them his mind slave, their fate lies in his brothers’ hands then.

Lucifer doesn’t outright kill his opponents or lets them kill themselves, since he feels that death is a mercy for his enemies. (He only eats the souls from his circle of hell.)

Like Mammon, sometimes he gifts the souls (from his circle) to his brothers or Diavolo or even on rare occasions Barbatos.

If he finds the soul a little more useful then, after making them into a mind slave he let them help in somethings for which he can’t make time for, like tending to his garden.

[Extra: He many a times requests orders cufflinks that have a beautiful gem embedded in it from Mammon to show his brotherly love and encouragement and to laugh and enjoy the screams that come from them. (If you have read Mammon’s Headcanons then you would understand).]

If you have seen in the game, Lucifer seems to know everything about what is happening in the House. This is because, in the House there is at least one brass made peacock figure (sizes vary place to place) in the corner of every room and hallway. Whenever you look at them, it feels like their jewel red eyes are watching your every move, every step you take. These aren’t normal statues of course. These are the statues through which Lucifer is given every information of the happenings in the House.

When it comes to status ailments, he is not weak to any of them. He blocks Charm, Sleep, Mute, Poison. He may on rare occasions, Counter Poison.

Talking about overall or even elemental weaknesses, he does not have one. He blocks Light/Divine. Drains Fire, Wind and Dark. Repels Physical Attacks.

Talking more about that one weakness shifting/changing skill, he only uses when feels smug and wants to take a risk. While using this skill, the pattern of changing weakness is, None > Light > Mute > None > Mute > Light > None. He only shifts between these two weaknesses.    

If there is one additional skill he does have, but doesn’t use it as much is, Hypnosis.

His eyes turn into an ominous yet welcoming shade of red while using this skill. He only uses this skill only when absolutely necessary. This skill doesn’t work on High-Level or Noble demons.

Though there are times when he uses that skill, either him or the person he is trying to use it on, or both at the same time may become blind. (For some time.)

This has 30% chance of happening.

He also has another skill which he won’t use unless his brothers either become annoying, yapping at him or if could take the enemy alone. That skill is Invitation. A.K.A. “Call your Allies” skill.

Most of the time he uses this skill to summon Cerberus to play with his toy and very-soon food.

Other than all of this, Lucifer is an excellent strategist when comes to battles. Seen as such when his brothers start to go out of control, he orders them to use their specific skill at a specific time.

Sometimes, during a battle, he will go on defence, pretending like he is losing. This is so that while his enemy attacks, he can learn what skills and buffs they use. He will of course use that knowledge and use it appropriately.

As seen above Lucifer loves to test his opponents, whether its their strength or their patience or their mental strength. He also loves to play with them thinking, deducing their next turn. It’s a game of chess to him. Who will give up first? Are you willing to give up your most useful piece? Will you fall for his trap? Are you truly willing to keep on fighting with him, even if you won’t win? Are you going to surrender and give up, even if means that you can’t escape from him and while knowing that he will in the end, destroy in one way or the other? Well, lamb, pick your poison.    

Taglist: @weirdusernameshere​

End Notes: Please Do Not Repost Without Permission! (Reblogging is Ok!)

[walks-the-ages]

So many people in the notes are like "think of the sex workers !! You shouldn't screen shot this!! Dont be a narc!!"

Hey fucks, once again: people should not see porn if they do not consent to porn.

"Tumblr live is so strict you can get banned for showing panties and a bra" why is it then that every. Single. Fucking time i forget to rest Tumblr Live, i see nothing but scantily clad men and women in suggestive poses then?

Eventually, Tumblr is going to do away with the 7 day rest on Tumblr Live, and that means all of the literal, explicit, porn people are describing in the notes are going to be across the top of everyone's dash 24/7.

This is completely unacceptable, and to see people trying to defend live, untagged porn showing up on people's dashes with no way to permanently block it while framing this defense in an ~acab~ ("don't be a narc!") way? Shut the fuck up.

Oh and with a quick glance at the tumblr live banner on Desktop, i discovered that there is apparently a way to tag these Livestreams which I didnt notice on the small Mobile Picture.

And guess what.

Fucking goddamn porn is being spammed in all of the Tumblr Live tags / categories ! Surprise!

Tumblr: No NSFW! You know how it is we banned it because of the bots in 2018!

Also tumblr:

[eisforeidolon]

"you'll fucking deny that too but whatever. I don't like Mark P on my blog either but goddamn even he shows up to make sure I didn't finally blow his career up this month with blackmail and trust me that's the bottom of the barrel bullshit that streams through. Just waiting for you to just. wrap your grey matter around it. like yeah i blackmailed the FUCK out of Mark P and William Shatner why the fuck do you think they stayed out of blacklisttaw and even shut down TAW stans using MP's tags while they and taw were begging and tagging them for support from historykJDFSDJF rip i'm fuckin mark pellegrino b gon these days. shows up preaching capitalist jesus and I clear my throat behind my new icon and he fucking yeets lmfao"

so goob is now claiming various spn actors including jared know what he thinks of them and read his blog and they're afraid of him. and that he's been blackmailing mark p and william shatner. I think goob has completely lost his marbles now, holy shit.

"jesus christ. They're real. They're not tools of your narrative. And because they're real, they're complicated, and have real friendships and relationships between each other that you guys generally don't even understand you're pissing in the crosshairs of until you wipe out realizing robbie thompson and robert berens were talking about their fight in bed about changing it to star wars bed sheets and go. hm. maybe they like? might like each other?"

... and apparently now also claiming that straight, married to a woman robbie thompson and berens are fucking. And that's on top of his claims that he wrote and pitched the script and everything else behind The Winchesters.

sorry for the goob spam in your inbox, I just went on that person's blog to see for myself what all the drama was about and I've only read the most recent posts and I'm already flabbergasted.

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Yeah, this is exactly why I pay zero attention to Goob. I'd point out that in addition to being barely coherent, and mostly known for his previous biggest goose egg revolving around conspiracies Misha was totally cut from the finale even when he knew otherwise [X]? One of his first big claims way way back when was that Kripke stole the idea of being stalked by a YED from his real life. No, seriously [X].

This is how desperate hellers are. Someone who is at the very least pretending to have a tenuous grip on reality and delusions of personally being known by everyone involved with SPN and stalked by demons? Some of them really are so far gone they will still hang on his every word so long as he continues telling them that their ship is canon/going to be made canon.

[oingos-bitch]

Agents of Dio x Reader -- Period Comfort Headcanons! (Part 1)

(the document was too long, and I forgot some Agents, so I divided the post as I went; more explained in the tags!)

Chaka

He’s never really been taught what happens during that certain time of the month, so naturally he’s panicking.

The most he’s learnt about periods are what he’s heard from rumours here and there, but not much else.

He deadass thought that it was just a myth for quite some time.

That is, until one fateful day. . .

He approaches you, his eyes wide with fear as he asks you why there’s blood, his hands shakily pointing to the bathroom.

“Oh, uh, that’s, uh. . . I’m on my period.”

You could almost see a light go off in his head, what with the way he tilts his head up. “Ohhh.”

He remembers the rumours and goes back to panicking.

Chaka begins to tear up, nearly slamming you to his chest in a tight hug as he whimpers something about taking you to a hospital and not wanting you to die yet.

“What??” You push away from him to wipe the tears from his face.

“I’m not gonna die, love.”  “But how?? You’re bleeding out for so many days!”

You draw in a breath. ‘Oh, boy.’ You lead him over to the couch, holding his hand as you give him the lowdown.

He has so many questions but stops himself after a while, not wanting to annoy you.

This becomes apparent when he stares at you, bewildered, whenever you mention certain things to him.

“I thought you couldn’t do that on your period, though. . ?”

You’re happy to answer any questions he has along the way.

He does the best he can to make you feel better, whatever it may be.

Cramps bothering you? The farm can wait, he has to be by your side to take care of you, even though you insist it’s fine.

When all else fails. . .Hugs. Lots and lots of hugs. The warmth of his well-worked, sunbathed arms and the comforting, dusty scent of his clothes never cease to make you smile.

He knows it’s not much, but he brings you a flower each day that you’re on your period, no matter how you’re feeling.

Not even mood swings can push him away from you! He understands what you’re going through and he’ll stick by you, wrapping you in a bear hug or holding your hand.

He’ll give you small, shy kisses.💕

Chaka can and will find a way to get your mind off of it, goddamn it.

If you decide to join him while he’s working he’ll make up stories about the animals to lift your spirits.

“And that’s Gabby, the small and annoying!”   (Credit goes to Shrek)

He takes you along with him whenever he has to go away from home, and he’ll take the time to show you places you might like, or anywhere you’d want to go.

The first time you ask him to get pads for you he’s a nervous wreck – he can’t quite figure out what the difference between all the types of pads is, and he’s too shy to ask for help.

Mistakenly brings you a piece of Styrofoam and you giggle to yourself as you take him back to the pad aisle and show him which ones to get.

At some point he forgets and he buys one pack of each brand just in case. Hey, at least you can save them for next time!

Daniel J. D’Arby

This man will make you feel loved and cherished but simultaneously tease the fuck out of you.

When you ask him to buy you pads he’ll go, but he’ll spend a long-ass time at the store and spam your phone the whole time.

He’ll send you pictures of unnecessary shit and messages like: “Wouldn’t this be a nice decoration?”; “I could use a new set of shoes.”; “I’m gonna treat myself to some fancy chocolates, would you like any?”; “What kind of pads again?”; “Is this a pad?”

On the way home he’ll stop by places just to send you pictures of random buildings with more misleading messages.

(pic of a tuxedo store) “I think I’d look good with a new suit, wouldn’t you?”

Just as you’re starting to actually believe him he walks in through the door, various bags and boxes in hand, “Dear, can you please help me with these?”

“I swear to god, Daniel, you better not have. . .”

Surprise! Every single thing he bought is something he knows you’d like, and he apologizes for taking so long, but he remembered that you mentioned this one particular food and he had to go get it for you.

“Along with some other things.”

He laughs as you lightly smack him with the book he got you.

“You asshole! Don’t make me worry like that again!”

He apologizes once more before asking if you’d care to cuddle with him while you read your new book, or perhaps you’d want to watch that movie you were talking about?

You spend the rest of the afternoon with Daniel’s legs wrapped around you, your back resting against his chest.

If your cramps are bothering you he’ll give you lower-back massages.

However, sometimes he’s kinda bad at dealing with the mood swings.

He can deal with depressive mood swings no problem, but he’s at a loss during angry ones.

The best to do, he figures, is to try to distract you from your anger in the best way he knows how.

“Hey, wanna play some poker??”

[oldguardhc]

Old Guard hc #70

Prompt number: 29 - “Back up!”

Fandom: The Old Guard

Rating: PG-13

Warnings/Tags: Andy, joe x nicky, Nile, Booker, crack

AN: @sunshineandchemistry i did it. Based off this post 

“Wait, bring it back up!” Nicky says, grinning at him. It’s creeping Booker out, if he’s honest. The only time Nicky smiles that wide is when Joe says something sappy about how Nicky is his moon and stars or some shit. Booker reluctantly opens safari again, and tilts his head to stare at Nicky expectantly when google finishes loading. “Your email, check it.”

Booker narrows his eyes at the man but complies. “Did you fall for one of those scams and put my email down?” He’s made Nicky countless emails for him to use for that specific purpose. If he’s putting Booker’s email down, they’re going to have a serious problem. He’s got everything organized into folders and a bunch of spam is going to ruin his sorting rules.

“I don’t click on those links anymore,” Nicky huffs. Booker will believe that when the man stops getting random calls at all times of the day. “I sent you something!”

He did.

Booker opens the email, and really? Why did Nicky think he would care about gardening techniques? “I don’t garden,” Booker says. “I don’t even have a lawn.”

“Click the link!”

“I don’t want to read about pruning leaves.”

“Click it!” Nicky urges, lightly shoving him.

Booker slaps his hand. “Why?”

“Just read it!”

Booker rolls his eyes and clicks the damn link. He wants Nicky to go away already and bother someone else with his weirdness. It takes a second for his browser to load and then trashy 80s drums are blaring out of his laptop speakers.

When Booker glances at Nicky, his grin has gotten impossibly wider. Jesus, it’s all teeth at this point. He feels like he’s going to get eaten any moment now. “Your link is broken.”

“You’ve been rick-rolled!” Nicky says, with the glee of a two year-old who just got five cookies bigger than their head. Booker blinks at him. That means absolutely nothing to him. “Have you been living under a rock?”

Shit, talk about brutal. “I’ll keep this in mind when I’m forging your passport next time.”

Andy’s phone chimes from her back pocket. She cleanly sweeps her opponent’s legs out and smirks as he makes a loud slap against the mats. He taps the mat twice, letting out a loud groan as he rolls onto his hands and knees. “Jesus, you’re something else,” he pants. “I’m going to be sore for days.”

“You’re the one who wanted to spar,” she reminds him, and pulls out her phone. It’s a text message from Nicky. She hasn’t heard from him in a week; Joe’s the one who’s been sending the daily check-in’s since Nicky lost his phone in Singapore last month.

Guess they went back.

She opens the message and a redheaded kid in a blazer greets her.

“Fuck,” Andy spits, flipping the phone shut. She’s going to kill that little shit.

28 - Nicky

6 - Andy

—

Joe rolls his eyes as he’s redirected to the goddamn YouTube video. Nicky thinks he’s hilarious, sending him one of those misdirecting links every few months and Joe doesn’t have the heart to tell him that it stopped being funny four years ago. He responds with a crying laughing face emoji and a few seconds later, he receives several of the happy face emojis.

This time, when Joe rolls his eyes, it’s full of fondness, his lips stretching into a reluctant smile. He can’t believe he’s in love with such a dork.

—

Nile gapes at her computer screen. Rick Astley’s iconic voice is coming out of her shitty speakers and somehow in the last five minutes, she’s entered a parallel universe.

“Jesus, turn that shit off!” Booker groans, shoving a pillow over his face. Nile’s not too worried about his crankiness. She’s learned that he gets like that when he loses too much money to Nicky.

Nile closes that tab and there’s a blessed silence.

“I just got rick-rolled by Nicky,” Nile says, staring at the innocent purple link that’s telling her to learn more about Picasso’s last work of art.

“Congratulations, you’re officially part of the family,” Booker says. “You’ve met Nicky-the-troll, the black sheep of this tiny family.”

Nile’s face scrunches up. What the fuck?

[amateur-author597]

SERIOUS RISE OF THE TITANS SPOILERS

BUT I NEED TO RANT

SPOILERS ARE UNDER THE CUT I PROMISE

I STARTED ROTT TEN MINUTES AFTER IT CAME OUT AT 5:01 PM AEST AND FINISHED ROTT AT ROUGHLY 10 TO 7

I FINISHED THE MOVIE AND SAW 8 SPOILER POSTS WITHIN 2 MINUTES ON TUMBLR

PLEASE BE CONSIDERATE OF OTHERS AND PUT ALL SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT FOR YOUR POSTS AND TAG THEM PROPERLY

FIRST OFF

Everyone who said Blinky would die because of"and blinky" in the trailer

Fuck you

It was very fair but still I was so scared

Same to if those who said Archie died because he wasn't in the trailer

Again fair but I was terrified and anxious as hell

My heart could not have handled if he died or Douxie's grief but I'm still upset about what actually happened

And I wish Zoe showed up so they could give her some characterization

We find out she's known Douxie and been friends with him for over 900 years but she doesn't help with the Arcane Order?

And none of the hedge witches show up to help fight them to defend their home?!?!?!

SECOND!!! THE TRAIN SCENE!!!

YES

LOVED IT

GREAT

Jim you stupid string bean, I love you though

Claire, good job, that was some hard magic

Toby, go duke!

Douxie my husband, YAAASS QUEEN, GET IT BABY

The Police Station

It was so funny

Everything about it I loved

Douxari confusing the officers and being neutrally chaotic

Claire trying to be tough and silent

Toby spilling ALL the tea and the officers not believing him

Archie just being Archie and enjoying the confusion of the humans

KREL SHOWING UP WITH RICKY AND LUCY

YES

OMFG

Keep casually listing just about every spy agency in order

and then just

"And your mum"

What a legend

Literal King 👑

Honestly

Walter and Barbara

Them being engaged and happy

Y E S

Jim being best man

Y E S

Walter DYING before they could get married

N O

H E L L N O

ELI GREW UP!!!!!

MPREG STEVE

Very unpopular opinion

I loved it, so fucking funny

I don't even like mpreg normally

But I loved it as a random side plot cause they probably couldn't find an import part for every character and still give them their deserved screen time

Also, funny!

Krel was way too smug explaining to Steve that he would be pregnant, not Aja

You know how we as a fandom have all decided Krel is Aro/Ace icon or at least Aro spec and/or grey ace (something like that) I have no problem with this and love it, it makes me feel very validated, but what Krel just doesn't want kids and decided it's easier to not have romantic relationships, that's also a legitimate thing a lot of woman do

Does that mean gay guys can have biological kids on Akiridion 5?

BACK TO STEVE

I wish there was a bit where Steve called Lawrence on the phone calling him "dad" or "coach dad" and being like "Hey, I know you're probably busy, you're at school but I'm seriously freaking out and I need your help or advice" and explaining the whole Akiridion pregnancy and Coach just reassuring him gently and telling him that he and Steve's mum would support him and he wasn't alone and they weren't mad at him.

Douxie figuring out the sigil

Good job baby! Smart boy! I am very proud

You very smart

The Order bringing the Titans with Nari mind controlled

😬

That's all

Numora dying

Why! It's was so unnecessary!

I don't necessarily love her by any means

But still!

Dndndbebhsvehehrdidjbdisbeurbvtisjbsgsneosbsyneyjsosnsjdbdynsvsidbfindbzhndhdushdhushdbudhnm

*key spams in frustration*

This began much irritation that just increased

THE BRIDGE

ARCHIE LEFT DOUXIE HIS LONG LIFE FRIEND AND PLATONIC SOULMATE (NOBODY CAN CONVINCE ME THAT NOT JOW FAMILIARS WORK IDC)

YES HE WAS STAYING WITH HIS DAD AND I RESPECT THAT

BUT GODDAMN IT CHARLIE

CHARLEMAGNE COULD HAVE JUST LIT THE TROLLS FOLLOWING THEM ON FIRE AND THEN FLOWN OUT

THE PORTAL WOULD HAVE CLOSED AT THE SAME TIME

OR THEY COULD HAVE FREED THE TROLLS

EITHER WAY

THEY COULD HAVE GOTTEN OUT

WTF HAPPENED THE WHOLE FOUND FAMILY THING THEH WERE PUSHING IN WIZARDS

WHY PUSH A GRIEVING DOUXIE TO ESSENTIALLY GET OVER IT AND ACCEPT ARCHIE AS HIS FAMILY CUZ HE WAS ALWAYS THERE JUST TO GET RID OF ARCHIE ANYWAY

DOUXIE WOULD HAVE NEVER SEEN HIM AGAIN

HE WOULD HAVE JUST SEEN "TELL DOUXIE I SAID GOODBYE" IN THE KRONOSPHERE AS HIS LAST MEMORY OF HIM

*INCREASING FRUSTRATION*

"No More Running"DOUXIE ALMOST DIED BRINGING NARI BACK

I KNEW HE WOULDNT DIE BUT I WAS STILL SCARED

I was sad

NARI AND SKRAEL'S BATTLE WAS PERFECT

CINEMATIC MASTERPIECE I WAS NOT PLEASED WITH NARI DYING

NOR DOUXIE BEING HELD BACK ONCE AGAIN FROM SAVING A LOVED ONE

"Nor more running"

Simple line

Sweet

Shattered me and my very being THE SWITCHING SPELL

AMAZING.YES.ILOVEDIT.

DOUXIE YOU SMART BRILLIANT BOY I AM SO FUCKING PROUD

Douxari was so chaotic and funny and pure in a very weird way

I was sad that THAT screenshot of Douxie and Archie wasn't actually Archie because he looked so happy chddling his familiar but it was still cute

Narxie was so fucking sarcastic when the Arcane Order realized the spell didn't work and I live for it

Walter and Barbara

Them being engaged and happy

Y E S

Jim being best man

Y E S

Walter DYING before they could get married

N O

H E L L N O

ELI GREW UP!!!!!

MPREG STEVE

I loved it, so fucking funny

Krel was way too smug explaining to Steve that he would be pregnant, not Aja

You know how we as a fandom have all decided Krel is Aro/Ace icon or at least Aro spec and/or grey ace (something like that) I have no problem with this and love it, it makes me feel very validated, but what Krel just doesn't want kids and decided it's easier to not have romantic relationships, that's also a legitimate thing a lot of woman do

Does that mean gay guys can have biological kids on Akiridion 5?

BACK TO STEVE

I wish there was a bit where Steve called Lawrence on the phone calling him "dad" or "coach dad" and being like "Hey, I know you're probably busy, you're at school but I'm seriously freaking out and I need your help or advice" and explaining the whole Akiridion pregnancy and Coach just reassuring him gently and telling him that he and Steve's mum would support him and he wasn't alone and they weren't mad at him.

Douxie figuring out the sigil

Good job baby! Smart boy! I am very proud

You very smart

The Order bringing the Titans with Nari mind controlled

😬

That's all

Numora dying

Why! It's was so unnecessary!

Dndndbebhsve hehr didjbdisbeurbvtisjbsgsneosbsyneyjsosnsjdbdynsvsidbfindbzhndhdushdhushdbud

*key spams in frustration*

THE BRIDGE

ARCHIE LEFT DOUXIE HIS LONG LIFE FRIEND AND PLATONIC SOULMATE (NOBODY CAN CONVINCE ME THAT NOT JOW FAMILIARS WORK IDC)

YES HE WAS STAYING WITH HIS DAD AND I RESPECT THAT

BUT GODDAMN IT CHARLIE

CHARLEMAGNE COULD HAVE JUST LIT THE TROLLS FOLLOWING THEM ON FIRE AND THEN FLOWN OUT

THE PORTAL WOULD HAVE CLOSED AT THE SAME TIME

OR THEY COULD HAVE FREED THE TROLLS

EITHER WAY

THEY COULD HAVE GOTTEN OUT

Titan Nari

I was so scared when Douxie nearly passes out from lack of oxygen trying to save her

Claire did a great job and I like her but I feel like they're overpowering her without developing her

Nari and Skrael's battle was a cinematic masterpiece

Coach Lawrence seriously needs a break

NARI DYING WAS UNACCEPTABLE

DOUXIE BEING HELD BACK FROM HELPING HER WAS UNACCEPTABLE

"No more running" destroyed me

I AM STILL NOT OK

I DON'T THINK I EVER WILL BE

The 9th configuration

FOUND. FAMILY. CENTRAL.

I'M THE CHOSEN ONE BUT I CAN'T DO IT ALONE

YES

The Final Battle

I don't even know what to say

Aja. QUEEN.

RIP Varvatos

Rip Douxie that fall would have really fucking hurt

He definitely had broken ribs from that

I'm surprised he could walk after even while being supported against someone else to stand

Jim should have just stabbed Bellroc instead of talking

Jim should not have been able to walk and run perfectly fine after being stabbed even with all the adrenaline

Toby WTF MAN

GOOD JOB BUT FUCKING HELL

I LEGIT CAN'T EVEN FIGURE OUT HOW IT HAPPENED

THE MOVIE CAME OUT 4 DAYS AGO (IT TOOK ME FOREVER TO WRITE THE RANT DONT JUDGE) AND I'VE WATCHED IT 5 TIMES AND I STILL DON'T KNOW HOW I MISSED IT EACH TIME

HOW DID TOBY CRASH?!?!

ANYWAY

TOBY DYING WAS NOT ACCEPTABLE

JIM SCREAMING OUT HIS NAME AS SOON AS HE REALIZED TOBY WASNT THERE

BLINKY AND ARGH LOOK OF PANIC AND WORRY CUZ THEY REALIZED TOBY DIDNT COME BACK WITH JIM

DOUXIE REALIZING HE FAILED TO PROTECT SOMEONE ELSE IMPORTANT TO HIM (EVEN IF HE DOESNT HAVE MUCH OF AN ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP WITH TOBY, I REFUSE TO BELIEVE HE DIDN'T ADOPT THEM ALL AS HIS YOUNGER SIBLINGS)

"Always was, always will be" hurt my entire soul

The Time stone

This frustrated me so much it took me 3 days to write just this bit

Go back in time and save everyone?

Yes! Awesome!

Go back to the start the start

No

Also, I love and adore Toby

BUT IT MAKES NO SENSE

JIM GIVING THE AMULET AND RESPONSIBILITIES AWAY WHEN HE HAS 2 YEARS OF EXPERIENCE AND KNOWS ALL OF HIS MISTAKES AND HOW TO FIX THEM

WTF

AS I SAID I LOVE TOBY AND I LIKE HIM ACHIEVING STUFF

BUT HES NOT TREATED AS BADLY AS THE FANDOM ACTS LIKE HE IS

AND LOGICALLY JIM MADE A STUPID DECISION CONSIDERING WHAT HE KNOWS

I get that he was tired of being the trollhunter

Largely because he was tired of not thinking he would do a good enough job

But odds are Toby will make some of the same mistakes and they'll be right back in that same position except maybe Claire will die that time around

And if you're sick of the trauma and responsibility of it than why would you dump it on your best friend

Once again I say, it was an illogical and dumb decision

I WILL BE RUNNING TO FANFICTIONS TO ESCAPE THIS CANON

[weepingvoidpenguin]

The Gods’ Blessing (Pt. 5)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4,

Summary: In your world, everyone had a soulmate. That’s just how things went. Everyone had some sort of Indicator that their other half was out there, be it telepathy or a red string that connected these two strangers. Yours was one unspoken of, in fact, you’d never heard anyone say that they had the same Indicator as you. And because of this rarity, you longed to meet the person who could gift you with what you lacked, maybe not so much so to be with the person but more so to finally see what others took for granted. Yet, you held onto the hope that one of your best friends was your Meant-To-Be but he has his eyes on another girls and the little green monster slowly engulfs you at the deterioration of your hope.

Warning: Like 1 F-Bomb, angst, reader being reckless

Word Count: 4.3K

Author’s Note: I’m literally so sorry this took so long to come out but I lost motivation to write and randomly got it back and now I know where I want to take this story so I’m dedicating some time to this series again. ALSO I wanted to thank EVERYONE from the bottom of my heart who has asked to be tagged or complimented my writing it means SO MUCH and helps me continue to write. Everyone who has requested to be tagged will be; I’m just dumb and didn’t know I could privately respond to asks and I didn’t want to spam my page with answers so... yeah I know, I’m dumb lol ENJOY

(CAN SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME HOW TO FIND THE ORIGINAL GIF FOR MY STORY BECAUSE WTF I SPENT LITERALLY 30 MINUTES LOOKING FOR THE RIGHT ONE BUT COULDN’T FIND IT AND I USED THE SAME TAGS AS ALWAYS AND YES THE GIFS ARE STILL THERE SOMEONE HELP PLS AND THANK YOU) (AND ALSO LITERALLY CAN’T ADD A READ MORE LINE BECAUSE I COPY AND PASTE FROM WORD SO IM SORRY TUMBLR IS JUST TRYING ME TODAY)

  You let the thunderous knocks at your door rack for nearly five minutes before you trudged out of bed with your blanket still encased around you. You kept your eyes glued to your carpet, watching as your feet slid along the floor on your way to the door. Your hand hovered over the knob as hesitation ceased your actions. 

  What if it was Peter at your door? Your heart twisted at the thought and you couldn’t stop how your hand shot out and grasped the handle. Damn how your body could betray you. 

  You noticed how your actions slowly became less your own over the past few days. Naturally, you could sit, lay, stand, eat, drink and etc. on command but whenever the thought of the brunette boy shattered its way through the walls you’d created, your hands flew towards your phone every single time. You had desired Peter, desired for him to reach out to you and clear the air, answer the questions consuming your mind, just talk to you in any way. Maybe his words wouldn’t make you feel better but at least his voice would soothe the storm brewing in your stomach.

  You had skipped school the last two days, claiming to have a fever to your mother who, as a doctor, knew better. But she was an understanding woman and gave you the time she suspected you needed to deal with whatever was bothering you. She’d tried to get you to talk but each attempt was met with silence and isolation so she left you be, only occasionally leaving a warm drink on your nightstand.

  You hadn’t just isolated yourself from your mother though; you’d completely disregarded the messages you were getting from MJ and Ned. You tried to keep away from your phone, in all honesty. You wanted to disconnect, to just feel what you felt and ride the wave until the waters soothed themselves. But with the amount of times you’d checked your inbox for a new message from Peter or merely went back to read old texts that used to bring a smile to your face, you’d say disconnecting had failed miserably. In fact, every time you checked your phone only made the sinking feeling in your stomach liven with a fresh ache and you’d lay right back down.

  Your window remained locked now. For the most part. Some nights, for about an hour or so, you’d unlatch it, idiotically hoping that somehow Peter would be aware of your actions and know that you, in a moment of weakness, wanted to see him again. That your silent invitation had been noticed and he would come running to you. But, of course, it didn’t work like that.

  You were released from the deep constraints of your thoughts with another set of rapping on the door. You sighed and brought yourself to look through the peephole only to be met with an eye already glaring through it. You let out a quiet shriek at the expression strewn about MJ’s face and slowly unlocked the door.

  She didn’t wait for you to open it though, taking matters into her own hands and flinging the entryway open to storm through and slam shut behind her. You stood frozen, watching as she glowered with her arms crossed over her chest. You two stood in silence like that for a few moments and she continued to stare, waiting for you to give an explanation for your behavior for the past few days.

  She knew better than to think you were sick. Even when you were sick you always messaged her back but this mood was something she had yet to experience in all her years of friendship with you.

  “So?” She practically snarled and you gulped.

  You scanned her up and down. She was entirely on the defense here. Her arms crossed, foot tapping on the ground and the disapproving look of the century plastered on her face all scrambled together to serve you one very pissed off MJ.

  She waited for a response, not breaking her composure for even a fraction of a second. The anger radiating off her body was more than you could handle in the moment, especially when it was accompanied with the sorrow encasing your very being.

  Her expression softened in the slightest as she studied you, noting how you couldn’t meet her gaze, not that it had been a warm one to begin with but still. Your hair was in shambles and the deep, dark circles under your eyes conveyed more than you were willing to bring yourself to admit. And when you finally looked up at her she took your desperate embrace with ease; all of her anger diminishing as she held you.

  “Hey,” She soothed, running her hand up and down your back through the blanket, “what’s going on?”

  You looked up at her, only slightly pulling back from the hug, “There’s something I have to tell you,” ~   That first day that you had kicked Peter out of your apartment he didn’t go on patrol that night. He was too distraught. Instead, he trudged home with his head hung low and his thoughts drowning him in regret.

  He’d been weak that afternoon. He couldn’t help it. It’d been so long since you two had hung out together alone, aside from the rare occasion last week, and so much had happened within that time. 

  That first night, when the two of you kissed and the stars had come to life for the first time in his existence, everything in those few moments had been perfect; no, better than perfect. The world had burst to life under your touch and suddenly his years of yearning and longing for you had made sense. The world had been right and just for once. For one goddamn minute.

  And then, because of that moment that he hungered to relive again, he’d lost you. Maybe permanently. 

  How could he have been so stupid? How could he have just given in to the desire pining for your touch? He couldn’t have helped it. The way you looked, the smile gleaming on your face, the way you were straddling and hovering above him; it all called out to him. You called out to him. His eyes traced down from your eyes to your neck and then lower to the bit of exposed cleavage in his face. He blushed in the moment, feeling guilty for letting his mind wander to those treacherous places that caused his imagination to spiral. And, oh, how his thoughts spiraled. 

  That need to touch you, to hold you, to kiss you, to be with you had made him weak in the moment. But had it really been so wrong to give in? After all, you are his soulmate and if it were okay to touch anyone the way his body had urged him to, why not the person that he was meant for and was meant for him?

  No, it hadn’t wrong to give in because from the look that glazed your eyes and elicited your body when you connected, he knew you wanted to give in too. He knew you wanted to be with him just as much as he wanted to be with you. 

  And that’s why he wanted to go over that day. He had planned to tell you everything. He even had his suit in his backpack to show you but then it all went wrong. He’d prematurely exposed the truth but in a way that made it seem secretive. He hadn’t meant to be secretive; he was just scared.

  Plus, he finally had the girl he’d been working to get for the past few months and he had to just throw that all away. At that point, his feeling for Liz were real just miniscule compared to the ones he attempted to drown out for you. Not to mention, Liz liked Peter as he was without the hero complex but (Y/N) liked Spider-Man, a literal superhero. 

  Maybe that had been the reason that (Y/N) had kicked him out so quickly. Was she disappointed that her mysterious hero had turned out to be none other than Peter Parker? Was being Peter really that bad in her eyes? No, (Y/N) loved Peter . . . platonically. 

  But Liz . . . Liz liked Peter, not Spider-Man. (Y/N) didn’t want her shy best friend, she wanted her mysterious hero. (Y/N) didn’t like Peter for who he was, only who he presented himself to be. Her feelings were solely based on a hidden character under the red and blue suit. She didn’t want Peter Parker. She couldn’t want Peter Parker. Peter Parker wasn’t enough for her and he never would be.

  He shook his head at the thoughts, hating how his conclusion could tug at his chest so fiercely. Nonetheless, he let himself fester on that idea until it became his mentality.

  (Y/N) was not interested in Peter. ~   You could hardly communicate everything that had happened over the course of the last few weeks to MJ with all the tears and sobs interrupting the story. She caught onto the gist of it, though. Peter was Spider-Man, Spider-Man was her soulmate, Peter was with Liz, etc. 

  She let you cry until you fell asleep that night and she stayed with you the next day so she could force you to go to school, even if it was Friday. 

  Her alarm woke you up the next morning and you groaned as you shoved your pillow over your ear to drown out the sound. MJ rolled around, cutting the alarm off and cuddling closer to you before shoving you out of bed.

  “What the hell?” You asked, reaching out for the pillow that was pried from your hold. 

  MJ held the cushion just out of your reach and dangled it in the air, “Good morning!” She cheerily shouted, very unlike herself.

  You groaned in response and shoved the blanket over your head just for that to be ripped away as well. “Get up, you’re coming to school,”

  A huff escaped your lips as the sunlight shone even from behind closed eyelids. You wanted to argue and stay home but you would just get hell for it and end up going to school anyway so you used that time of argument to get ready instead. MJ had woken you up early enough to let you shower, as you hadn’t recently, and made breakfast while you got ready.

  In the stillness of your room, you observed your reflection in the mirror. Your eyes were still puffy from the crying and there was a slight dry rash from wiping your nose so much but other than that, you looked practically normal. You ran your hands down your body, hating that you put in a little extra effort in your looks to catch Peter’s attention. In the midst of shamefully admiring yourself, you caught a glimpse of the pictures tacked onto the wall behind you. You whirled around and your gaze landed on the brightest of them all. A picture of the four of you sitting in the grass, MJ on one side of you and Peter on the other. You removed the tack from the photo and smiled down at it. The picture had been taken the first time you all hung out together, the same day you’d told MJ about your feelings for Peter only to be met with a knowing look from her. She could read you like a book that woman. 

  “Hey, breakfast is ready-” MJ burst through the door and cut herself off at the sight of you. “What’s that?”

  “Do you remember this photo?” You asked, holding it up for her to see.   Her eyes softened and she had a small smile, “I have this same picture in a drawer somewhere,”

  “Do you remember what I told you that day?”

  MJ looked up at you, her eyebrows furrowed as she waited for an explanation.

  “That’s the day I told you that I thought I liked Peter,” She looked down at the photo and handed it back to you, “It’s like . . . since the beginning it’s been him. It’s always been him.” You placed the photo back in its original place, “And now I know why,”

  Later that day in the cafeteria, the table had been full of tension. MJ throwing glares at Peter, Peter brushing them off his shoulder, your head crammed into a textbook, Ned trying to break the tension and Liz having no idea what the hell was going on. 

  “You guys are so cute together,” MJ cheerily spoke up after a while, looking at Peter and Liz’s interlocked fingers.

  “Thanks,” Peter stated bluntly, his gaze fixated on MJ.

  “I just didn’t think you would end up dating a guy like that, Liz, but now that I’m looking at it, it makes sense,”

  “A guy like what?” Liz raised an eyebrow, concerned there was something about Peter that she didn’t know.

  “A liar-”

  “MJ, can you help me with this equation?” You interjected, hoping she hadn’t heard what MJ said.

  “I don’t know why you’d need my help, you’re the best one here at math,” she slyly retorted, not once breaking her eye contact with Peter.

  “I’ll help you,” Ned spoke up and the both of you exchanged worried glances. It suddenly dawned on you that Ned probably already knows Peter’s secret; which means, he already knew about you as well.

  “Anyway,” Liz spoke up after a few tense moments of silence, “I’m throwing a party tonight at my place, everyone’s invited!” 

  “And why would we-”

  “Sounds fun! We’ll be there!” You spoke up quickly, glaring at MJ to shut her up. She rolled her eyes but sat back in her chair and complied.

  You’d kept your head down for most of the lunch period but had to snap your attention up to keep MJ tamed. Your gaze wandered over to the direction you felt a pull coming from and was surprised when you met Peter’s gaze. You were almost frozen, caught in a mixture of crying, panicking and keeping it together. Still, you couldn’t pry your attention from Peter so you dwelled in it instead. 

  He looked tired. The dark circles under his eyes were more apparent than usual and his hair appeared to lack a bit of life, the curls on his face falling flat rather than their normal bounciness. You let yourself study the man before you and that’s when it happened again.

  Instead of his normal physique, an outline of his person took form and the wounds on his body glowed to catch your attention. He had a few cuts and scrapes here and there, some bruises on his shins and forearms, not to mention the busted eyebrow that you’d failed to notice under what you assumed was makeup. You squinted your eyes at this and Peter seemed to catch on to what was happening. He grew uncomfortable under your gaze and forced yourself to retract it, fighting the urge to reach out your hand and place it over the split skin on his face. Not that he’d appreciate it.

  You sighed and closed the textbook before shoving it in your bag and standing up seconds before the bell rang. MJ followed suit and walked you to your next class, knowing you usually take the route with Peter and punched your shoulder lightly when it was time for her to go.

  “Meet at my locker after school? I need help picking an outfit and we can stop by your place to pick some stuff up,” 

  MJ nodded in agreement and you turned to enter the classroom but walked into a hastily walking Peter. You reached out your hand to steady yourself and grabbed his forearm which, unfortunately, was not covered in fabric.

  The warmth in your fingertips soon sprawled all over your body and you could moan at the ease it brought along with it. The ache in your heart subsided and the strength of the pull towards him tripled until you really were being shoved against him, your chest pressed against his own and his arms wrapped around you as if to keep you there.

  You wanted to pull away but the fact that Peter was even holding you right now soothed the agony in your bones and you needed this for just a few seconds more. You let the sensation overtake you, submitting yourself to its enticing comfort and when Peter’s hands gripped the back of your shirt tighter to pull you deeper into him, you let him.

  This was right. Being with him was right. How could it not be? How could being with your soulmate be wrong? The two of you were literally made for each other as were all soulmates but there resided something deeper between both of you that caused a very physical gravitational pull to one another. Though you’d heard of instances similar to that, you’d never heard of it being physical, only an emotional pull. And that physical pull somehow forced you two into each other’s arms where you were fighting the urge to give in.

  With the little strength that you could muster, you pried yourself from him and you exchanged a worried glance with each other, “Did you-”

  “Feel that? Yeah,” he said, bewildered at what just happened.

  “So, you didn’t-”

  “Pull you? No. And you didn’t-”

  “Suddenly forgive you and throw myself into your arms?” You spoke with venom and cocked your head to the side, the little distance between you allowing some of your anger to return. “No,”

  Peter wanted to roll his eyes and brush off the comment, he really did but he could see through you. The pain you tried to hide was laid barren for him, he couldn’t miss it if he tried. It shouted for his attention, demanding his explanation and wanting nothing more than to dissipate and leave you at peace. But he couldn’t grant you that. He couldn’t bring himself to beg for you when you didn’t even want him; at least, not the real him.

  You finally walked away and took your usual seat in class, forcing your gaze down so you wouldn’t accidentally make eye contact with Peter as he took his place next you. You chuckled at that. ~   Liz’s house buzzed with energy, most of the people already arrived and under some kind of influence. You had to give it to her, she knew how to throw a party. Not that you’d been to very many of them considering MJ was your best friend.  

  MJ appeared beside you with two cups in her hand and offered you one, “Oh, I figured you were going to chug them down simultaneously,”

  “Don’t tempt me.” She laughed and you took a gulp from yours, finishing it off in a few seconds, “Maybe you would like to do that, though,”

  You smiled sheepishly, “I’m gonna get another one,”

  “Make sure you leave some for everybody else,” she hollered over the music.

  You giggled and sauntered over to the table, ignoring the beginnings of a lure coming from your left. You plucked one of the cups up and brought the brim to your lips, letting the liquid burn its way down your throat and rejoined MJ.

  “Hey, so I was thinking,” you started, keeping your focus anywhere other than where it wanted to be, “where did you hear that story about the gods and the stars and all that?”

  “Huh?” She shouted over the music and despite the volume of the noise, you could still filter out Peter’s voice through it all.

  You grabbed MJ’s arm and pulled her towards the door, “Outside!” You shouted and she followed.

  Once the fresh breeze hit your face, you took a deep breath in, attempting to clear out any negative emotions. MJ took your hand and led you away from the front of the house where quite a few people were still crowding around and settled on the rooftop. She grabbed a ladder off the floor and held the ladder while you climbed up.

  “What were you trying to say?” She asked once you two had gotten comfortable.

  “I was asking about where you heard the story about being chosen by the Gods,” you stated, taking a sip from the cup and already feeling a slight warmth in your cheeks. This cup was definitely stronger than the previous one.

  She cocked her head a little and raised an eyebrow in confusion.

  “You know! About the Gods’ choosing a few special spirits to have this intense love or something,”

  “What are you talking about?” 

  “Like, about my Indicator and the stars and my soulmate,”

  Her eyebrow remained raised in your direction.

  Now it was your turn to get confused, “The story you told me when we were all at your house watching movies. The day I went on the first date with Brad,”

  “Dude, I have no idea what you’re talking about,” she admitted, a concerned look on her face.

  “Yes, you do! You’re the one that told me that story, how could you not remember it?” you practically yelled. “When I got mad because of Liz and Peter and went to your room, that’s when you told me!”

  “I remember you being bothered but I figured you needed a breather so I let you have it,”

  Was it MJ that had told you? You scoffed, yes, of course it was. Who else would it be? She was the one that walked into the room and comforted you.   “MJ, stop playing,” you scolded.

  “(Y/N) . . . are you feeling okay?” she asked and you glared at her in response. “Dude, I swear I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

  You shot up from your spot and struggled to find footing so you raised your arms to balance yourself. You had drunk a little more than you thought but managed to steady yourself. MJ held out a hand to you in caution, raising them to catch you.

  “Something’s not right,” you said, taking a small step back from your friend. You were certain it was MJ in the room with you, the memory was clear as day.

  The reason you had even brought it up in the first place was because you wanted to know where she heard the lore from considering you’d never heard anything like it. You had been ashamed of your Indicator because you’d never come to know of any other person who had the same one as you ever. Not even in the history books. It was just completely unheard of. So, why would MJ know the legend? 

  “(Y/N), sit down.” MJ ordered, her words concrete.

  “No, no, no, no, this doesn’t make sense,” you spoke aloud, your mind trying to understand the events of that night. You took half a step back from MJ as if the added distance would deny her truth. And it was her truth. You could always tell when MJ was lying, years of friendship could attest to that but her words were genuine and her confusion was too.

  “Stop moving, (Y/N),” she growled, slowly coming closer to you.

  You created the same distance from you as before and she stopped her movements altogether, her eyes glued to the back of your foot. You tried to wrack your brain around it but no matter how you tried to understand it, it just didn’t make sense. How would MJ know the lore for your Indicator when you’d studied extensively to try and find something-anything to make you feel less alone in your path. How had she just randomly come across such information and why hadn’t you asked her right then and there where she heard it from? 

  “(Y/N)!” You heard your name shouted from behind you and whipped around, the force of the action causing you to tip over the edge of the roof and your heart stopped as you watched MJ jump out to catch you.

  The fall was quick but scarier than any rollercoaster you’d been on. It elicited the same sensations but held more finality to it. 

  “(Y/N)!” MJ screamed from above but you kept your eyes glued to the ground when a figure swung into your line of sight and clung onto you in midair before landing on a patch of grass on the side of the house. 

  The action had knocked the wind out of you and you struggled to regain your breath, your eyes glued to your feet and how they rested against the ground. MJ flew down the ladder and raced with Ned to get to your side. She hadn’t even reached it before she started yelling at you.

  “Are you fucking crazy?” She yelled, kneeling by your side and encasing your face in her hands, failing to draw your attention to her.

  Your body shook uncontrollably, the fear from before just now catching up to you. But it wasn’t the fear from nearly dying. It was from whoever the hell you spoke to in MJ’s house. 

  “Can’t you see she’s scared?” Peter yelled at MJ and you winced. You’d never heard Peter yell like that before.

  Peter picked you up and placed you in his lap, his hands attempted to center you in on him but you merely looked through him. You were out of it and you couldn’t bring yourself to come back to the present.

  “(Y/N),” Peter whispered, worry and fear laced in his tone, “Are you okay?”   It took a minute of letting the fear make its course through you before you zeroed in on Peter’s expression. It was the warmth coming from his hands that brought you back.

  “Who was she?”

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My Top Posts in 2021

#5

So this just struck me hard while watching "terrible writing advice" and I'm going through Arc-V in my head saying Reiji could not be classified as a rival he was far too detached. Sawatari would have been a good choice but he was tossed aside as the comic relief.

So who do we have that was close to Yuya enough and would have been good enough to push Yuya into becoming a better and stronger dulist? And then it hit me.

Why wasn't YUZU his rival? And I mean, keep the childhood best friend and love interest angle in, why wasn't she the one to constantly challenge him and make him better? Make herself better and stronger in the process?

@violent-kurumi @satoru19 @oddeyes588 @asterism343

Wouldn't that have been more interesting?

And what's more? Foreshadowing of Zarc and Ray having a similar relationship!

33 notes • Posted 2021-06-28 09:46:39 GMT

#4

@violent-kurumi @kuramirocket After talking with some people about Arc-V... my brain snapped. And I now fucking hate the goddamn show even more!!! I'm gonna go ahead and retreat to my happy place.

Shun and Akaba and Yugo's arcs are about loss and moving on FUCK THIS SHIT I'M OUT

49 notes • Posted 2021-04-23 21:33:40 GMT

#3

A little joke I felt like making for some catharsis @violent-kurumi

@asterism343 Hope you guys find this at least a bit funny

54 notes • Posted 2021-04-09 18:51:09 GMT

#2

How old would you put Ray and Zarc at?

Between 18 and 20 probably older that 18

59 notes • Posted 2021-04-30 09:52:29 GMT

#1

I love how Yubel just possessed Jesse and their first order of business was "Get this body a hot outfit that would show all of his muscles and look fabulous on him" while they were canonically trying to get Jaden's attention

155 notes • Posted 2021-04-17 23:01:31 GMT

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