#parallel park much?

[easydiskdonthack]

lol

[inkskinned]

actually sometimes being neurodivergent is great bc you have a particular kind of Silly Mode that just . manifests glory. harmless fun is my precious side quest & i have a high score in whimsy. like okay if i gotta be the first dork in the dance pit it's gonna be me and this random toddler and we're gonna avril-style rock ouuuuttt

[jaspoo]

can’t stop thinking about how Suho went through the universes to collect the perfect friends for Sieun until he returned <3

He first went back to 1995 in «Twinkling watermelon» to get Baku, then went to 1998 in «2521» to get Juntae, then swung by 2021 in «Taxi Driver» to get Gotak, then returned back to 2025 in «Weak hero class 2» ofc, assembling the perfect group for Sieun, so that they’ll then form the best team ever :((

(also, special mention to Seong-je cause he is too iconic and perfect)

[pasdetrois]

Dishonored (1931) dir. Josef von Sternberg Stoker (2013) dir. Park Chan-wook

[viveela]

Caretaker role but make it gardening

[skrunksthatwunk]

drivers license

[sallymew4]

Me again cuz I’m on my namsu grind

Do you have any headcanons for namsu and their relationship? I need to steal study them for myself

for these i'm assuming you mean headcanons in the context of a “no games” situation :)

for starters, they're obviously not the healthiest couple for a multitude of reasons, considering how they act and behave with each other in canon (despite the circumstances i.e. being in the murder games that murder you). BUT i’m keeping these light because i love joy and whimsy

it would definitely start out rough. Nam-gyu is cold and isn't the most emotionally available and Min-su’s general survival instinct is too high for him to really pry into any of that at first. they really only know each other through mutual connections (Team Thanos)

they warm up to each other eventually but it’s like watching two cats creep toward each other cautiously

i can’t see them really putting a label on what they are. ask either of them on their own and they’ll be like “oh he’s just a Guy that i know.” and that’s it

Nam-gyu wouldn’t be able to stop teasing Min-su even if he wanted to. he loves Min-su’s pout.

at first the teasing would be pretty malicious, but over time it’d just be a quirk in their relationship. it doesn’t seriously bother Min-su too much at that point, but he still has his limits (Nam-gyu rarely takes this into consideration)

Nam-gyu always tells Min-su he should get a tattoo or body piercing (his lobes are already pierced) just to mess with him but doesn’t hate the idea of him actually going through with either commitment.

when in a group Nam-gyu is inclined to be more chatty, but both typically like to sit in silence when alone together

on rare occasions, Nam-gyu will begrudgingly apologize if he’s pushed Min-su’s buttons too much, but usually only if someone else in the group pressures him to do so

Min-su prefers romantic comedies, Nam-gyu does not. he shows Min-su bad horror films just to freak him out

Nam-gyu actually isn’t that bad at cooking. Min-su likes the stuff he makes

compliments are few and far between, but they pick up over time as Min-su gathers more courage to speak his mind around Nam-gyu (Nam-gyu appreciates them but would never say that aloud). Nam-gyu spits them out quickly because he gets embarrassed otherwise

Min-su doesn’t say when he gets jealous (which isn’t super often, but it does happen) but Nam-gyu does, albeit subtly. he doesn’t want Min-su thinking he cares, but he also doesn’t want other people putting their grubby paws on him. he’ll start draping himself all over him to “send a message”

Nam-gyu is clingy, but clingy in the way that he’s expressing things through subtle pokes and prods.

both are very light sleepers. they also have completely opposing work schedules, Min-su’s being a 9-5 whilst Nam-gyu’s is more nocturnal

Min-su thinks Nam-gyu looks nice in his glasses, even if he doesn’t wear them much

they like staring at each other when they think the other doesn't notice. because they are weird

also Nam-gyu would do this:

I COULD PROBABLY THINK UP MORE BUT THIS IS LONG AS IS thank you so much for indulging me. i love namsu

EDIT: i also have a spotify playlist for them if thats your thing https://open.spotify.com/playlist/09pWCVrCGxeoOoeVFXsuvc?si=ceQ7QQJeTSqIuM3WW7FUOg&pi=5Vmg_rFcT3ejY

[huayno]

thinking about the person who went "like parasite?" when i told them i tutor and i was like yea it kinda is like parasite

[a-very-sparkly-nerd]

Rayllum Month 2024! (4/13)

white flowers and love letters, you say i’m yours forever

July 7th - Flowers

~

Rayla hated mornings. Callum couldn't get enough of them- she was convinced he must be on something, but it wasn't her place to say; hell knew she'd done weirder shit. And conversely, Callum hated late night while Rayla loved them. But at least she had a reason- she was a Moonshadow elf, after all. Moon's at night. The math wasn't difficult.

He slumped onto his bedroll when they made camp that night in a meadow, a clear view of the stars above. And if Rayla had chosen it specifically for that, in memory of their last time and hoping for a repeat, well… at least Callum had the good nature to not say anything if it bothered him. He was probably too exhausted to care.

She pushed his hair back. “Go get some rest, Sleepy Mage.”

He groaned, pushing himself up and rubbing at his eyes. “No, I'm fine. I'll help with dinner, and-”

Rayla rolled her eyes, lifting the bag off Luna and holding it out of Callum's reach. “Your eyebags could carry a gallon of milk. Go to bed- you're exhausted. I've got it.” She smiled, letting her hand fall within his reach. “Really.”

Callum took it, sending a rush of warmth through her perpetually cold body, the smile he gave her worth a billion gold coins. No- more. Priceless. “Thanks, Ray.”

She smiled back, squeezing and lingering. “It's not a problem.”

With Callum passed out instantly, Rayla ate a handful of beige bittersquash as she set out her own bedroll. Once she had it laid out as flat as she could get it on the uneven ground, she plucked Stella from her shoulder, the cuddlemonkey looking at her sleepily.

“Shh, I know, baby,” she soothed when she chittered, scratching her under the chin. “Will you do a very quick job for mama?”

Stella nodded eagerly, big purple eyes focusing.

Grinning, Rayla set her down near Callum with a pat on her head. “I'm going to go use the bathroom. Will you keep an eye on our things and Callum for me?”

The cuddlemonkey saluted her, adorably tapping Callum’s shoulder.

Rayla kissed her forehead. “Thanks, baby. I'll be right back. So fast you won't even notice I'm gone.”

She picked her way off through the woods until finding a dark, secluded enough spot to do her business. Stopping the fuss with the buckles of her pants on her walk back–honestly, she’d had them for over a year now, and the damn things never got any easier to clasp–she stopped short.

Nothing looked familiar. Sure, it was dark, but Rayla had always been good at memorizing environments and had keen night vision even for a Moonshadow elf. Shit, was she lost? Wonderful; that was just the icing on the cake.

Rayla flicked open a single blade, letting it hang at her side. She doubted there was anything nearby, but better safe than sorry.

She slowly spun around, getting her bearings and trying to figure out which way was east, the way she’d come from. Moss grew on the north side of trees, so if she could just find some freaking moss, she’d be set.

She squinted at a faint glow in the darkness, picking up the pace as she made her way over, curiosity getting the better of her. She was already lost; what was another detour?

A cluster of flowers bloomed at the base of a tree, glowing silver and shaped like lilies. A little like lunablooms, Rayla couldn’t help thinking, a shuddering wave of nostalgia washing over her.

Rayla inhaled the flowers’ scent, smiling at the smell of, oddly enough, fresh-baked cookies and Stella–unhygienic as the little monkey was, she thought with a snort–and- Callum. Why on earth did a flower smell like her ex-boyfriend? Why did it smell like home?

Greedily, she leaned back in to smell it again, but lurched back when instead of everything she’d longed for those two years away, it smelled of sulfur. Of evil. Rayla coughed, shaking her head. Where had that come from? Yet when she sniffed them again experimentally, certain she’d gone well and truly crazy, she was proven correct by how it had gone back to smelling like home.

She was clearly crazy, Rayla decided. She’d already been having auditory hallucinations, and with the added stress of her parents in her pocket, the fate of the world on her and Callum’s shoulders, everything that might happen once they reached the Starscraper, what he’d asked her to do… She really deserved more credit for keeping herself out of an insane asylum.

She pulled up a flower, gently gripping it by the stem in her free hand, and continued on her way. No reason to kill all of them. Let a little beauty spread around, right? But, come to think of it, it was odd that none of the little blossoms were anywhere to be seen other than that one patch.

But what did Rayla know? She was no Earthblood elf, no botanist. And she had bigger things to worry about than flowers.

And yet, she couldn’t make herself let go of the blossom in her hand.

By the time Rayla found her way back to camp, tired and agitated from stumbling over tree roots and through thorn bushes, it’d been at least twenty minutes since she’d planned on returning. Stella had fallen asleep curled up with Callum, out like a light.

Rayla smiled softly at the monkey, brushing a kiss against her forehead. She glanced down at the flower in her hand, and before she could think better of it, tucked it behind Callum’s ear. Adorable.

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[eroguron0nsense]

I want more Robin and Law interactions

I'm sure I'm not the only one to point out that their backstories are so similar and the narrative parallels are so, so obvious (Law literally occupies the exact same role as she does in that he was child victimized by the WG, unjustly isolated and endangered after the greatest traumas of their lives, and then taken in by a regime-changing Warlord seeking to exploit him. Also, saved by a marine who defected to do the right thing). Law being obviously emotionally stunted works even better when contrasted with Robin's very open, slightly morbid, teasing eccentricity. She sees him at his absolute lowest after Doffy nearly kills him in Dressrossa, sees the moment he insists on seeing her precious captain through his mission or dying alongside him, and understands implicitly how much he means to both of them. He trusts her more than any of the Straw Hats except for Luffy, enough to tell her his secret name, and I just enjoy the way they clearly have a lot of mutual respect, and I hope to god they get more chances to understand each other better and maybe interact or share some of what they've been through with each other in the future

One of the things I wish I would have happened in Wano was seeing Robin's reaction to/perspective on Law, who's so much like her (not that she really knows that) and who she's seen at his lowest and most vulnerable, who's a staunch ally she respects and has fought alongside in a way that none of her allies except Luffy have so far, being driven away from by Shinobu in a moment of fear and anger. How does she feel about Law (very, very justifiably) leaving them with no confirmation of when she'll return? Granted enough was happening in Wano that I don't feel bad about Oda not fully exploring *every single plot point* to its fullest potential because god knows he did enough already and stuck almost all the landings in ways that very few authors could pull off half as well but I woulda liked to throw in just a few lines from her or frankly, have her to advocate for him alongside or instead of Kanjuro. She, more than any of them, likely has a lot of empathy for him even without knowing all the details or just how alike they are.

[orphiclovers]

Am I the only one who sees the similarities between Park (insert name cuz I forgot) from the Yoo Mia SS and 1863 Han Sooyoung??? Like omg

Park Jinsang, Yoo Joonghyuk's terrible creepy boss. When he takes Yoo Joonghyuk away from the rest of the team to talk one-on-one, when he's sitting in the supervisors chair and smoking with a cold expression while looking at YJH, his split personality where he pretends to be nice around the team but is cruel to Yoo Joonghyuk... I ABSOLUTELY saw 1863 Han Sooyoung parralels. I don't know if they're delibarate but they make me crazy.

[revengeofthelobotomyladies]

Do you folks think Nico ever got his license yet? This haunts me for some reason. Maybe because I was older when I got mine…

It’s probably no.

[two-entire-bits]

I PASSED MY DRIVERS TEST‼️‼️‼️

[rocinantescoffeestop]

It's official: I am adult. I have to file taxes and parallel park and I can barely do either.

Help.

[tinyevilgremlin]

writing this in the middle of watching episode 7, so this is not as coherent as i would like to be, but:

mokha met kiho's father without telling kiho/bogeol, probably to protect him? and i can't help but think how this is such an obvious and poignant parallel to when young kiho fought her dad without telling her so she could escape. they were so scared (you can see it in the way mokha is so nervous throughout, and the way young kiho flinches just before tackling her dad), but did not back off. not for a second.

and, in both the cases, it... didn't really help a lot.; mokha ultimately escaped her father but ended up stranded in an island, while kiho's father now knows that he is alive, meaning he is going to be even more relentless in his search for kiho and his family... which is far from good news for our main characters.

all the while my heart aches so, so much for bogeol, in particular when he and woohak argue— he's lived like this for fifteen years, but now that mokha is finally found, the cracks are beginning to show. and well. of course they are. he had given all he could to help her, even throughout the years he never gave up the hope that he would find her (and i say this especially because of the scene where he smiles after he sees mokha on the island. that's a sigh of relief and gratitude- the kind of relief that he has been waiting to feel for freakin fifteen years. the gratitude that she is alive and finally found).

there's no way he would be able to stop himself from helping her now that he finally has the chance to correct past wrongs.

the little reversal of roles this ep–with mokha being the one trying to protect kiho this time around– made me tear up. i hope we get to see more of that, as kang pd continues to support mokha's dreams and be her silent anchor like he's always been.

[tony-loaf]

Holy shit, Deadpool & Wolverine was SO SO GOOD, and OMG, easily the best thing Marvel has put out in yearrrrrs!!!