#if you couldn’t tell already

[pagesupinflames]

asher as a double bass player. with the. fingers. fiiiinnngggeerrrrs. vibrato. please.

[jelliedspider]

Ok back to drawing Kaine

[nobrainsnobrawns]

TW/CW: Stalking, obsession, implied predatory behaviour

Ahhh I love vampire!wilbur x priest!quackity… absolute monster x just some guy

Wilbur’s some old Victorian 700 vampire with really no grand story of how he got to this old town in Texas or some shit. Honestly considered skipping the town after a few years just from how run of the mill it was.

Corrupt mayor already had a heir lined up— Schlatt. Probably will drive the town into extinction with his drinking habits. Fundy’s a meek kid. Niki’s a kind aspiring herbalist. Dream’s a boy too cocky for his age. George sleeps all day. Sapnap’s reckless. Eret cares more about his treasures than anything else.

He’s seen all this before.

That was until one day the old priest took in this scrappy Mexican 4 year old from some distant relative— more out of a twisted sense of savior complex rather than actual care but hey, semantics. And by god Wilbur has never seen someone so fascinating.

He becomes obsessed with this kid. Watching him from shadows. Lurking. Muses about him to his unfortunate audience— Phil, the old graveyard keeper. They met decades ago when Wilbur had haphazardly left a carcass out after feeding. A moment of arrogance. Phil is far too old and tired of the world to even do anything about Wilbur. He’s become one of the few humans he holds somewhat of a friendship with. And then there’s Technoblade, a local hunter slash butcher revered by the town. Honestly the only reason he hasn’t killed Wilbur is that he has respect for the natural order. Wilbur didn’t kill more than necessary, Techno understands how the world works. As long as he isn’t out of line, he won’t do anything (even if the obsession with the priest’s kid was tethering on the edge of whatever moral code he had).

That was until the vampire scares. Quackity’s old man had passed when he was 17 and he’s taken over the church ever since. Hardly what you’d call an ideal priest but he’s stubborn. The townsfolk comes begging to him to get rid of it (he’s not an exorcist he’s a priest for god’s sake—). He’s always thought vampires were just an old wives’ tale. Really it’s probably just the farmers being dramatic. But even Schlatt the corrupt mayor had sobered up to ask him to get rid of whatever the creature was so he reluctantly agreed. He got some herbs rom Niki, memorized the Latin incantations, and went out to the forest.

He got to a clearance, set up the candles, muttered some Latin and—

Nothing.

Except a hot 6’6 vampire.

Cue a game of cat and mouse where Wilbur taunted him at ever turn and Quackity fought back with words, rosemaries, and holy water— stubborn defiance slowly crumbling with something else. Something like desire

[planetxiao]

i have a deep love for kaji ren

[justanartistiguess]

Clyde moment

[radiowave2]

Unfortunately I am a pervert at heart

[bornwholocker]

Anyway I’m always thinking about how other characters/the skills talk abt kim and harry

This game man

[codgod-archive]

the last two drawings took me abt the same amount of time to do (like almost 3 hours each) despite being entirely different levels of complexity how does that work

[saragrekey]

silly games, idiotic little friends

[pagesupinflames]

last night i blacked out in my car. and i woke up in my childhood bed. (pt.1)

(seven years on testosterone, an eternity of sibling love, and a million tears shed over someone that was once thought to be gone forever; someone who had changed completely).

— a sam and transmasc sweetheart sibling reunion fic ft. my ver. of all the pack listeners (also maybe ooc sam ?? it’s been a while i miss my cunty southern man)

“repeat who’s all gon’ be there again?”

marcy sighed. was sam always this curious or did he just wanna piss her off today?

“david. his mate, willow. asher. mate, kato. milo. ray. amanda. christian. arden. bailey. kelsey. ansel. there’s too many of the fuckers to actually list off their names all at once, but those are the main guys. again. got it?” the wolf listed off in a stern voice laced with annoyance, counting with her fingers at every name said. of course, she wasn’t truly annoyed with sam— but she’d never admit that out loud.

after repeating the names in his head once more (as if he hadn’t done so thirty-three times in the past hour), sam raised an eyebrow at marcy.

“and ray is who again?”

“milo’s mate. are you good now?”

recalling the man, he nodded his head, cutting the engine as he made his way out of the car. he was only a couple steps out before he turned back around to open marceline’s door for her.

she scoffed at him, biting her lip in an attempt to keep her composure from faltering as she hopped out of her seat — unaware of the slightly smug grin sam shot behind her back as they both began trailing towards the cabins.

———————————

raymond sat on one of the coolers next to milo, red solo cup in hand as he quietly observed the atmosphere that surrounded him. voices. people. he’s already met all of them.

he knew he was going to meet someone new today. marceline’s mate. mate? boyfriend? friend she’s fucked? friend with benefits? milo didn’t really specify, possibly because he didn’t even know himself — but no matter the title, ray prepared for their arrival. partially because he wanted to see marcy again (friend crushes were weird), partially because he was curious about this new guy. vampire. his curiosity peaked.

his thoughts were interrupted by a gentle nudge on the shoulder from milo, who smiled at him and motioned towards a random direction in the giant cabin full of people. ray’s gaze followed the gesture, a familiar head of wild, wavy blond hair seen from afar bothering another set of blond hair, this one nearly styled and darker than the beta’s. ray ignored the pit growing deep in his stomach that triggered his gag reflex.

“ash ‘s shootin’ himself.” milo commented, jutting his thumb over at the (awkwardly conversing) blond pair with a sly grin, slightly easing the tension (keyword: slightly). “wanna go make fun o’ him?”

ray let out a chuckle at the straightforward question, standing with a mirroring smirk. “that’s all you. ‘m no instigator.”

milo playfully rolled his eyes, wrapping an arm around ray’s waist before pulling him in to go embarrass asher even more than he was doing himself.

and with each step ray took side by side to milo’s, he felt himself growing weaker; sicker. like he had swallowed an apple seed and it just now started to grow into a sapling in his abdomen. each step was a new emotion. nostalgia. longing. betrayal. relief. anger. was it asher he was feeling this way about? but ash didn’t do anything. why were his knees starting to give out from underneath him?

“you stickin’ your foot in it already, ash?” the curly haired wolf questioned in a teasing tone as he approached, keeping ray close.

asher stammered at milo’s ask, already deep enough in eating shit. “u-uh.. mmaybe? ahah…”

the beta paused, exasperatingly gesturing back and forth between the other blond and the power couple. ray looked up with a friendly smile. then the smile dropped. the sapling grew into a full-grown tree, and he was back to being a kid again.

“sam, milo and ray. ray and milo, sam.”

his name was sam.

“sam.”

“sam.”

“sam.”

“sam?” sarah lynn called out, rubbing her tired eyes as she held her blanket close to her body. it was cold out. the heater was broken again. and her older brother was crawling out of his window.

“where’re you goin? are you leavin?”

samuel was frozen in place when her tiny voice hit his ears, his plans being thrown out of the window he was escaping out of at her questions. always curious, was what she was.

he didn’t look back at her. and that hurt him most. he didn’t look at her becuase if he did he would never be able to leave. leave her behind in this haunted house.

“i don’t want you worryin’ about that, lynn.”

“but i am worryin.”

his breath hitched in his throat. he had to physically grab his chin in order to not look at her. do not look at her. look now and you never leave.

with a shaky breath, sam held his tongue to simplify the words that would be an entire journal worth of paragraphs that he wanted to say to her.

“don’t. be a good girl, ‘kay? be good. i-i’ll.. i’ll come back. for you. i promise that. you gotta promise to be good, you swear? i’ll—“ the accent croaked, and sam sniffled into his inner sleeve.

“i’ll come back for you, sarah lynn, i promise. i’m comin’ back. i’ll love y.. you always, yeah? no matter what you do, i love you. a lot.”

his words didn’t make sense to her. so he was leaving. and he wasn’t taking her with him. why? she could pack quickly. she could fit all of her things in a grocery bag. she could go with him. they could stay close like the other brothers and sisters at school.

but she was like sam in that sense. sarah lynn bit her tongue.

“i.. love you too, sammy.”

he repeated his past words. “swear you’ll be good?”

the six year old girl let out a breathy sigh, heavy and thick from the tears swelling in her eyes. “mhm. i swear.”

at sarah lynn’s oath, sam pressed his lips together, pinching his eyes to wipe his sorrows away before nodding in response, dropping his belongings down the second floor window.

“good.”

and then he jumped out.

and he never came back for her.

“pleased to meetcha.”

“i’ll come back.”

“likewise.” milo smiled at sam, only to pause at his mate’s paled face in his peripheral vision.

springing to attention, he squeezed ray’s waist, his reaction immediately being to squirm away at his touch and curl in on himself. eyes dead set on sam. sam.

sam.

his tone came out worried, confused as he turned to face his mate with a frown of concern. “sweetheart? are.. you okay?”

“i..” ray swallowed, just now realizing the blond was staring right back at him. same look. different eyes. new face? new person?

old face. dead stories. dead brother. dead name.

“i have to go to the bathroom.”

[lotus-pear]

there’s something so hopeful about akutagawa no longer being weighed down by dazai’s words and free from his inherent manipulation due to his amnesia….and with this he is able to truly show us the maximum power of his own ability, unrestrained and untainted from dazai’s expectations of him.

previously, aku was only focused on getting stronger because it was dazai who was pushing him, dazai who was experimenting with him to truly bring out the potential he saw.

but now, aku has someone else to protect. he is a “martyr” for justice, as he said when he wielded the sword. bram’s resolve has manifested into a mindset that will truly take advantage of akutagawa’s inherent nature to defend and protect. like he did with his friends in the slums. like he does with his sister.

now we will all truly get to see just how powerful he can be. what his resolve is made of.

[randomness-is-my-order]

idk why alot of people underestimate the maturity and composure of wei wuxian’s character but to reduce his personality to his mo xuanyu lunatic persona is a total disservice to his character. i get that the first impression we have of him is a pretty memorable one and his behaviour IS volatile and quirky (completely on purpose) for the better part of the volume one but what baffles me is that we are clearly shown how his outward behaviour is in stark contrast to his internal monologue. his thoughts offset his actions and root them solidly in stone-cold logic.

from my perspective at least, wei wuxian’s reaction to discovering that he’s reincarnated is hilariously understated—it’s a grumbly “meh” and straight to business right after. he coolly assesses his surroundings, the marks on his arm and ways to get rid of them. THAT is wei wuxian’s true personality—the ability to obfuscate his intelligence and insight by acting unpredictably.

also people forget that time did not pass by normally for wei wuxian in those thirteen years that he was dead. after reincarnation, he was mentally still the age he died at—ik there is some debate here but none that has convinced me otherwise—only, he was rid of all the cumulative intense mental pressure and immediate guilt that he was harbouring in the past. the wei wuxian that is the mentor for the juniors, the voice of reason and the pool of trivia and knowledge that guides them calmly through the chaos is not a wisened and more experienced wei wuxian than how he was when he died. thirteen years for him passed in a limbo. as such, the maturity we clearly see from him after the timeskip is actually what he carried in the original timeline! his demeanour is just more... chill, because he is not fighting for his life and defending a group of innocent wens with every fibre of his being against the entire of horde of cultivators waiting for one misstep on his part to pounce and wipe him out.

the difference between past wei wuxian and future wei wuxian isn’t time-gained maturity but the loss of devastatingly heavy responsibilities and continuous emotional turmoil. their mindsets, moral code, logical reasoning are still largely the same.

yes, there are differences between the two versions of wei wuxian but i think they come majorly from how the stakes have changed for him. when wei wuxian is able to slow down and is allowed to have a support system, he can solve things without risking his emotions getting the better of him (which he is actually quite good at regulating) and is also able to look back and reflect on his past mistakes with an objective lens. that is why, when wei wuxian does muse about his “younger” self, it is not so much about him outgrowing his youth through passed time but through sheer richness of lived experience. his childhood had already forced him to mature before his time and it continued till the end of his first life—where the kind of stance he took ensured that he would have to keep up emotionally, physically and mentally with not just his peers but with the elders of the cultivation world.

that’s why, after reincarnation, we never feel like wei wuxian has to play catch up with his older peers—he had already attained the emotional maturity for it in his first life and if anyone was playing catch up, it was his peers.

knowing this, it does irk me when these aspects of him are buried under a portrayal of unrestrained chaos, constant gremlin-like energy, inconsideration and incompetence—wei wuxian is the antithesis of these values. he is joyous, playful, extroverted, sometimes loudmouthed but also deeply thoughtful, adaptive, resourceful, caring, kind and mature.

this brings me to my first point—

this aspect of wei wuxian is shown to us in the first few pages of mdzs: he doesn’t act like a lunatic because he’s an agent of indiscriminate chaos but because his logic dictates so, because he must play the part of mo xuanyu and exact revenge on his behalf. his actions always have a reason behind them—they are very rarely impulsive. it’s just more and more, i see people fall for the act and disregard wei wuxian’s layered (and frankly, far more interesting) personality in favour of replacing it with a surface-level veneer that outright betrays his original characterisation.

[rans-prettydoll]

PRANK ON HUSBAND!TOJI ♡

NOT READ OVER SO MIGHT BE SOME TYPING MISTAKES.

It’s hard to play pranks on your Husband!Toji. He would either figure out what you were up to before you could even get it started or he would get irritated. Today you thought it would be funny to play this prank on him that you saw on TikTok. “Act like you're taking a fake phone call and then say that you're single on the fake phone call,” the instructions said. Seems easy but cheeky enough! And then you started the plan!

You were sitting on the couch beside your Husband!Toji who was starting to drift off just a bit into one of his afternoon naps. You then smirked and decided it would be a great time to complete your plan. Picking up your phone, you held it to your ear as you took the fake phone call. Talking out loud as I hummed in response and everything at some points to make it seem like you were really taking a call. That’s when you did it, “Me? Single? Oh yeah I’ve been single for a while actually. You thought I had a husband? Haha who told you that nonsense??” you would say as you laughed like how you would when you were talking to one of your girlfriends about the newest drama.

Husband!Toji would slowly look over at you, just to see if you would keep going with your stupid little prank. He www already irritated, not to mention you decided to do this dumb shit right when he was getting ready to fall into a sweet sleep. When you decided to continue, he snatched your phone out of your hand, looking down at it to make sure you weren’t really on a call before tossing it to the other couch chair. He looked at you with low cranky eyes as he grabbed you. “I’m tired of ya stupid fuckin pranks, ma.” He would say as he grabbed you, pulling you onto his lap as he held you in a tight hug. The hug was tight it felt like he was trying to make your head explode. You patted his arm as you tried to make out words to explain while getting the breath squeezed out of you, “I-It was a prank..!! Baby, it was a prank stop!!” To which he rolled his eyes. “Ya think I don’t fuckin know?” He would say as he released his hold on you just a bit so you could catch your breath, “If you know then.., why do you get so mad..” you would say cheekily as you giggled. “Ya know I don’t play about mine.., and my sleep, ma..” he would say before keeping you in his hold as he got ready for his nap, just this time you were being held in his arms in a bear hug, making sure you couldn’t get back to any of your stupid jokes or whatever.

[lichqueenlibrarian]

T’Pring gets a lot of hate for making Spock and Kirk fight to the death, but not only did she save herself from a marriage she didn’t want, she also saved Spock from waking up from the blood fever married to her, which he clearly didn’t want either.

[cowaoba]

hi college sports kingdon au thoughts

- ballerina mel and hockey player langdon

- they kinda run in the same crowd so they know of each other’s name, but all langdon really knows about her is that she’s good friends with his arch-nemesis santos, the co-captain of the women’s hockey team

- they don’t meet until shen introduces them at one of his house parties, and langdon’s shocked that this shy, petite girl with big glasses and soft hair is one of santos’ best friends

- she calls him frank (she thinks calling someone by their last name is disrespectful to their individuality) and shen expects him to correct her like he usually does (he thinks being called by your last name is a right of passage for male twenty-somethings) but instead he just kinda looks at her doe-eyed and talks in this weird gentle voice he’s never heard before

- after that, he just can’t get her out of his head. trips over his feet to say hi to her when they cross paths on campus, tries (and fails) to subtly ask santos how she is, pushes shen to throw another party, etc.

- she starts going to some of his games under the guise of supporting shen, and is enraptured by the way he glides on the ice

- he somehow always manages to catch her eye and wave excitedly until she shyly waves back

- the first time a brawl happens at one of his games he’s hesitant to jump in because he wants to come off as calm, cool, and collected, but the other team doesn’t really give him a chance to not get involved

- (and listen, mel finds violence in sports mostly unnecessary and just a way for men to stupidly show off, but she would be lying if sometimes she didn’t blush and kick her feet in bed when she remembers the way he’d come out of that fight, hair tussled and wet, a bruise forming around his jaw, and a bloody smirk that only grew as he continued to talk shit)

- langdon’s not great with words, there’s a reason he avoids english classes, but the way he describes how mel dances is akin to the most beautiful love poems. he doesn’t ballet, but god does he love watching her dance

- they’re adorably obnoxious when they finally get together, always cuddling close or holding hands tightly. she shows up to his games in full hockey fan gear (for their april fools game she shows up in shen’s jersey and laughs her ass off when langdon nearly faints from disgust), and he sits in the back of the ballet studio watching her practice with stars in his eyes

- langdon’s got a lifetime of nicknames and pet names for mel (his favorites being: mellie, my girl, and babe). mel finds herself cringing everytime she attempts to use a pet name so she just sticks with frank, which still feels special considering no one else calls him that

[averagemrfox]

Momo and Okarun subvert the typical popular girl and nerdy guy trope bc they’re both actually fucking weirdos meanwhile Aira a deuteragonist with main character syndrome fits into those typical popular girl tropes better than Momo does and then Kouki Yukishiro is introduced and similarly to Okarun at the start of the manga she’s unpopular and ignored by her classmates and even her family talks shit about her. She’s been forgotten by everyone. Except for Aira. The actual stereotypical popular girl of Dandadan……..