#what if i actually learnt how to make good gifs...

[lunarharp]

i just worked out how to make my first animations...life changed. maybe

[hey-iam-fire-ghost-but-i-write]

the morning bliss he brings

Lord Morpheus x Fem!Reader

not my gif, credits to the owner.

English is not my first language, sorry for the mistakes but be nice about it!

Summary: Dream Lord guards your dreams in hope of finding himself in them.

Warnings: literally none? this ones just sweet and fluff and a tiny itsy bitsy angsty? dunno.

Word Count: 2.5K

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Waking up in the morning was always the hardest part of your day. It was like fighting the need of never leaving your dreams, those perfect places made out of your hopes and wishes. Always drunk in the bliss of resting in a place where your worries wouldn’t chase you.

Slowly —almost sweetly— the chirping birds and the bright sunrays covered your senses coaxing you to come back to the waking world. It always welcomed you with it's warm embrace that never failed to make you feel goosebumps.

But this morning wasn’t just the sun you woke up to.

He looked just like a dream, which was understandable since that was one of his many names.

You love calling him that, Dream. It was the first name of his that he gave you and the one that rolled the sweetest on your tongue.

Morpheus was currently sitting on your armchair, in front of the coffee table. An open book was lying on his lap, probably from your own bookshelf. His eyes were closed and he had his fingers intertwined under his chin.

He definitely knew you were awake, but refused to acknowledge it. Too focused in whatever thought he was stressing himself out with.

You sighed, sleepily still. Rubbing your eyes, you convinced yourself that getting out of the couch was the least of your priorities at the moment. Not when everything around you was designed to make you feel embraced and supported in warmth.

Looking back at your Dream, you smiled. And just when you were about to call for him out loud, someone beat you at talking.

“He’s been like that for ages” you jump a little, taken by surprise by Matthews’ voice sounding too close to you. You turned your head towards him “Not sure what he’s thinking about, though” the black raven, loyal companion of Morpheus, was perched on the back of the same couch you slept the whole night on.

“Probably in that he has to go and feed the birds at the park” you flash a smile to your singular friend, who gave you a way too human-like scoff.

“Please, he doesn’t even feed me” you huff a small laugh at the raven’s joke.

“Perhaps if you didn’t criticize every step I take, you would actually have time to put food in your beak”

Matthew jumped down to rest on your side, his small claws squeezing the skin of your hip softly two times— calling for your attention at his next jab “Someone can’t take a joke” the raven whispered looking at you, only to then turn towards his master “I shall go to the kitchen to press more buttons, my Lord, but this time the coffee machine’s ones” and with that overly played impression of Morpheus’ accent, the bird took flight disappearing in the kitchen in matter of seconds.

You looked at Morpheus with a smile. He was still with his eyes closed “You shouldn’t have taught him that” he said, his words dragging lazily.

You chuckle sweetly, remembering how at the beginning of the week Matthew learnt how to operate the coffee machine without breaking it in the process. Morpheus watched the two of you in silence, knowing better than anyone that your little shenanigans consisted in a ten percent of the goal of learning a new skill and ninety percent in annoying him. It was the way you and his raven bonded: the amusement you both got out of making Morpheus grumpier than usual.

Now, Matthew insisted every morning to make you coffee and you didn’t have the heart to deny the overly sugared mug.

You closed your eyes, snuggling even further under the covers “Good morning, Dream”.

When you opened your eyes, he was already looking at you “Good morning” he said with a voice deeper that the ocean you were dreaming about a few minutes ago.

The sun, entering from your window, bathed the whole apartment in a beautiful light. Morpheus, in the center of the scene, looked glorious. Godly like. The warm rays bathing all his features and making him look soft in all the right places.

“I can tell it was a good night sleep”

Your sweet smile turned into an amused one “When I ask for your help to sleep, you didn’t have to watch over me the whole night”

“How else am I going to make sure you’re sleeping well?” he inquired, a small smirk pulling at the corner of his lips.

Cheeky little god.

You raised an eyebrow “You are the king of the Dreaming, sweetheart”

The corners of his lips pulled totally upwards thanks to the nickname you gave him “With you, it’s not enough” his voice was hushed, a murmur that lulled you into an incredibly flustered state in the most delicious way.

You sighed, trusting that with your eyes closed it wouldn't sound too dreamily “You still can’t find me in there?”

“We’re not sure where you go when you sleep, that is the reason why I need to keep an eye on you for now”

“How is that even possible?”

“Well, you do have the same magic I use to nourish the Dreaming inside of you” he explained “It’s not hard to hypothesize that the reason we don’t find you back home is because you simply don’t want us to”

You nod slowly, wanting to agree with him. You came from a long bloodline filled with magic. Your power was a gift from Dream to one of your ancestors and those same powers bled down your family line for centuries. When you met him, it was the first time someone of your own saw him after a really long time.

At first, he came to you for your magic. Needed it back to retrieve his stolen amulets, the ones he lost to the pretender Roderick Burgess. And when instead of giving him your gifts, you offered him your help… he was intrigued to see firsthand what his powers could give to a simple mortal like you.

But that was a long time ago, when you still wouldn’t call each other a friend and the only worry between the both of you was the possibility of losing your power to the other.

“So, why?” he questioned. You open your eyes to look at him confused, then he insists “Why don’t you want us to find you in there?”

You frowned, dropping your smile “Dream. If I knew I would’ve corrected it already, don’t you think?”

“No nightmares, no bad dreams, only happiness” the man recalled your first conversation on the matter, not even stopping to listen to your point “And you don’t let any other entity to get closer to your mind but me”

"You just said you could not find me in there" because it sounded like he was getting at a dangerous point, an overwhelming conclusion.

"It's not the only way you shared your mind with me" Morpheus explained his point "When you offered your magic to help my cause, you had to let me in. Why are you keeping me out now?"

You sat on your sofa, the warm cover falling to your lap. You tried to ignore the implication of his concerns: it wasn't the fact that a dream or a nightmare could not reach your mind, it was that himself could not cradle it with his own intentions.

"I'm not doing it on porpuse" you defended yourself.

"But that's the only explanation I can offer you" he stood up and got impossibly close to you. You had to tip your head up to look into his eyes that were looking down to yours. You were filled with surprise when you saw a bit of hesitation on his features.

"What are you thinking about?" you whisper softly, worried about him pondering himself into misery.

"You are casting me out"

The accusation almost makes you jump from your seat "I am not" you shake your head side to side.

"You're keeping your mind beyond my reach, you've been doing it this whole time" he interrupted you before you could defend yourself again "On purpose or not and you're doing it because there's something you don't want me to see"

"Why are you taking this so personal?" you insist, a bit desperate.

"Because the alternative is that you're keeping an endless out of your mind— because there's something in there you don't want a cosmic entity to see" his cold tone stole your breath away "Which is the most dangerous and threatening thing you could do against someone of my kinship"

You stay in silence for a few seconds "I'm not keeping anything away from you"

"You're keeping yourself away from me" he whispered, mindlessly and filled with disappointment.

"I'm right here" you whispered, distraught "I don't understand this accusation—"

"What are you dreaming about?" hard. Unbending.

"I—" you felt tears welling up in your eyes "I told you" you croak out, standing up and circling him "I need to see what Matthew's doing"

"I forced Matthew back into the Dreaming— I need to understand what are you doing. We need to discuss this. What are you dreaming about?" he demanded. you gave your back to him.

"I told you about it, Dream" you voice was a plea "It's always something nice, something that makes me feel just right. Tonight it was the ocean. Blue and dark and—"

And you— you thought to yourself. So awfully and beautifully you.

You face him, not finding a safe haven from his questioning.

"I do not understand it" he insists "And I need to understand you, before the alternative becomes unbearable to ignore"

You adverted your eyes from him, looking out your window. A tear rolled down your face and you dry it quickly before he accused you of using them against him.

"You accuse me of casting you out" you tried to hide a sob "You believe in the good in this world, and yet that's not what you think me out to be"

"This is not a matter I'm bringing to you lightly" he insists, stepping closer with urgency.

You cross your arms, just to hold yourself for a moment and then you smile sadly at him.

"I can't believe this morning started feeling like one of my dreams and now it's turning into this nightmare" you tilt your head to the side, a tear rolling straight to your earlobe.

Morpheus stayed in silence, looking intently at you for a few seconds.

Suddenly, realization brightened up his face.

"Why did you feel the need to keep this from me?"

"I didn't even know I was keeping this away from you until Lucienne made me list my dreams to her" you whispered "I suppose some part of me thought that one glance to my dreams and you would understand"

"Show me"

"Dream" you begged "Why do you wish to humiliate me like this?"

"I need to know" he got closer to you in an instant, so suddenly that he took your breath away "Share your mind with me again"

You look up at him, eyes bluer than any sky you could imagine— more inviting than any waters you could dream of.

And if you didn't know any better, you would think that was a plea.

"If I do that, my mind won't be the only thing I would be sharing with you" you breath out, feeling a bit helpless.

"What is the wrong in that"

You looked intently into his eyes.

He looked away from you, turning his face to your window "Admidts of a confession and you're still keeping your love away from me"

"I'm keeping my heart" you almost need to sob "I don't want to expose it just because you need something to be proven"

He turned his face to you again "I believe in you, I don't need anything to be proven to me"

"Then why are you demanding my mind?"

"Because it's the only way I get to protect my heart"

Somehow that took your breath away in an instant.

And without even attempting to, you allow a wave of your ocean crawl onto his shore as you feel his hands cupping your jaw. Eyes closed, breathing jagged and tears feeding his hunger.

Your mind opens up, and your heart bursts into emotion as soon as your feet touch the evergreen grass of the Dreaming— summer breeze caressing your skin and sunshine hitting against your closed eyelids.

As your eyes open, he´s standing tall in front of you still. Dark and glistening, eyes of deep gold and fire burning at the hem of his black tunic.

And just as it began, you force yourself to wake up.

Back home, back in your apartment.

You need to take a step back, but he doesn´t let you get far as he smirks widely at you.

Cheeky little god.

"Cheating darling girl, you barely showed yourself" he cups your jaw securely once again, face contorting around amusement as you let a smile creep in too.

"I've shown enough" you counterpart, a bubble of giddiness about to explode in your inside.

He contemplates you in silence, eyes traveling around your face "I will see all of it—" he warns "—even if I have to take it out of you caress after caress-"

"Dream Lord" you warn, the formality foreign in your tongue.

"Lady enchantress" he warns as well, playful and too close to happiness for you to stand on your offense for long.

You look around his face, shaking your head as your nose bumps against his "I can't dare to dream about you anymore"

Dream stands in silence at that, "In counterpart, you'll find a piece of you all around the fabric of my Dreaming—" he rasps, forehead nudging against yours "Inspiration used to be something I gave away, now I´m tempted to keep it all to myself"

"Mellow and needy" you accuse him.

"All the more reason for you to stop casting my love away" he demands softly, almost as a plead.

"In exchange I would demand far more consideration when giving me dreams" you shift slightly, lips kissing the palm of the creator.

"Demanding and needy" he accuses you now "Always getting your way around me"

And just when you´re about to talk once again, a high pitch croak can be heard "Is rather rude to cast me away when needing alone time, my Lord" Matthew's voice is heard. He's standing on the window frame.

You chuckle.

Morpheus sighs in annoyance, "Tell Lucienne I heard her calling the first time"

Matthew croaks once again, "Boss Lady just wanted to make sure" and then he was off.

You look back at Morpheus, and he´s already looking at you.

"Consideration you will have, dazzling creature" he reassures you softly.

And before he goes, his lips tingle against yours.

[lazycats-stuff]

Hey, first I just wanna say, big fan of your writing. Second, I just watched Kengan Ashura, and I was wondering about a batfam x male brother reader who is not a vigilante, but is terrifyingly good at fighting. Of course the batfam doesn't know that, but they find out accidentally on patrol one night. Any of the family members accidentally sees Reader going into an abandoned building and wonders why he is out this late. They follow him and find a crowd of people in suits and one of Bruce's managers standing there, and it turns out that Reader is an underground fighter for Wayne Enterprises with an undefeated record and makes billions of dollars because of fighting. They watch him fight out of curiosity and are shocked at his skill and at the fact that he is better than any of them, and that he uses a style none of them know (please make it Niko style with Kure style combined - Reader developed it for himself in secret). After the short fight, where they see Reader being bored because his opponents are weak, the batfam listens to the conversation between Reader and Bruce's manager (Reader's employer for Wayne Enterprises - and underground fighting), they find out that Reader's nickname is Baba Yaga (or The Boogeyman, or Ogre - whichever you prefer) and that he is the reason why Wayne Enterprises has been able to get so much real estate and why the profit has been so high the last 2 years. They run home and wait for the Reader to get back. They confront him together with Alfred and Reader just pretends not to know anything until they attack him to prove he is lying and he just mops the floor with them without getting a single scratch. Cue shocked faces and Damian begging Reader to teach him his style.

You can finish how you want. Sorry if it's long, and thank you for writing.

Okay, I've never heard of Kengan Ashura, since I'm not really a manga person, but since there is no plot related to the actual series I need to abide by, I'm comfortable doing it, I just need to do some research, so no worries. I'll do it.

And yes, I'm alive everyone.

Also, could not find a better GIF, my apologies.

Summary: (Y/N) fights underground. Bruce and the fam find out.

Warnings: mentions of fights, nothing explicit though. Again, no explicit fights. It's said he fights, but no explicit description.

In a house full of vigilantes who are brilliant at investigating and discovering things, hiding secrets of your own is not an easy task. They were all observant, even when not in their suits and when they were not on patrol. It is not easy to shut off the part of the brain that keeps you alive, after all.

But, if you live with those people long enough, you learn enough how to keep your secrets underneath the radar and you learn how to move past those people. (Y/N) has learnt that the hard way, but he learnt it regardless. He had to if he wanted to keep it all a secret. And now, what would that secret might be?

(Y/N) was good at fighting. But not just good.

He was terrifyingly good.

Better than his brothers and better than his father combined.

Why was that a secret? It should be a good thing to be good at fighting, since he is the son of Batman, after all. The problem lied in the fact that he had a style that was never heard of. And he fought underground for Wayne Enterprises. That made him billions and it was on a secret account, one that Bruce didn't know about, otherwise he would blow a gasket.

And besides, the money was just an added bonus. (Y/N) liked fighting, so money wasn't needed. But Jesus, was it a nice touch to keep fighting. He had a scheduled fight anyway. And it was tonight, so he had to make sure to wait that everyone else went on patrol. And that's what he has heard at the moment.

Shuffling around the rooms, chatter about the criminals and soon enough, all of those footsteps and chatter moving to Bruce's study. And then nothing. (Y/N) has waited for an hour longer before he snuck out of the manor, ready to go fight tonight. It's been a while and he needs to get this restless energy out of his system. He got to his car and started driving.

This time he was hoping that the opponents would be somewhat able to withstand him and give him a challenge. But those opponents are rare unfortunately and it made (Y/N) a bit bored. But hopefully, tonight would be fine.

It was a few hours into patrol now and oddly enough, it was all fine. Usual Gotham villains were quiet and just wanted a peaceful night in, it seems. The only crimes they stopped were some muggings, break in and maybe some crimes they had heard over the Gotham Police radio. It was easier to follow rather than to wait for something to wait.

At the moment, they were taking a small break on a random roof top, just resting their feet and talking about stupid things and the most random things they could think of. They were bored beyond belief, but they knew that they couldn't end patrol early because of two words, what if?

What if one of the Gotham villains tries something and they are already back at the Batcave? What if they can't reach the place in time?

There were far too many what ifs for their comfort.

Damian was glancing around, always on alert, when he paused and had to do a double take. He stood up, now sure that (Y/N) entered an abandoned building.

" Why did (Y/N) just enter that old building? " Damian questions and everyone looked at him confused. What is that supposed to mean?

" What do you mean? " Dick inquired, wondering what the hell he was talking about. " (Y/N) can't be here. He's at home. "

" No, he just entered the building. " Damian pointed at the said building, which made Bruce stand up to get a closer look.

" So... We are going to go inside? To check it out? " Tim wondered, clearly not sure on what to do in this situation.

" Well, that depends on how sure Damian is that he saw (Y/N) enter, " Bruce said, glancing at Damian.

" I am absolutely sure father. I would recognize my older brother. " Damian crossed his arms and scoffed. " Now I'm insulted, " He muttered, making Dick chuckle.

" Alright. I say we get in there. " Bruce jumped off the ledge and glided down, landing silently onto the ground in front of the old house. He looked around as he waited for his sons to come down. Once they did, they silently made their way inside. They could hear lot of noise and they moved onto the big beams.

It gave them a nice view of the floor and it wasn't really a shock as to what it was.

A fighting ring.

The only odd thing?

There were men in suits. And Bruce did a double take when he noticed one of his managers. What the hell passed through his mind, wondering why his manager would be here?! What the hell was he doing here?!

But once he saw (Y/N) enter the round circle made by men, shirtless, hands wrapped.

Why the hell is his son even here!? Why is he fighting?!

Bruce was perhaps speechless for the first time in his life.

" What the fuck? " He muttered to himself, wondering what the hell was going on.

He watched as an opponent stepped into the circle, ready to face (Y/N).

Bruce wondered how much would (Y/N) survive, since he wasn't the one who was trained by him. Bruce or anyone else didn't train him, they simply trained him to have at the very least some sort of self defense.

Bruce nearly fell of the beam once he saw (Y/N) fighting. It was... Bruce has never seen anything like this before. He doubted that Ra's even had knowledge of this fighting style. This was... Incredible. Bruce had to be honest, this was just... How and when did he learn this? Who the hell taught him?!

Damian had the exact same train of fought.

Bruce kept observing, making sure to remember as much as possible. But there was something that was noticeable to him. Two different style, clearly something that he tailored to himself. Bruce noticed the tense up muscles, both in defense and offense. Then the sheer agility... Quick movement...

And redirection of the opponent's moves... What the hell was this? And with minimal effort too... Bruce tilted his head as he watched. This was incredible.

And since when is he so flexible? What the fuck was going on in his manor, Bruce thought as he kept watching his boy fight.

Then there was clear clawing at the opponents eyes, going for the neck...

Bruce couldn't believe it.

He had to figure out where he learned this. He needed to know.

But he couldn't do it here. He signaled to the boys to get moving back home. Bruce would deal with it later, but paused when he heard (Y/N) speaking to one of the managers, well, (Y/N)'s manager.

" You couldn't have brought in more skilled opponents? " (Y/N) leaned on the wall, arms crossed and Bruce was sure that he could see that frown on (Y/N)'s face, even though he couldn't see the face of his son.

" It's not my problem that you are leaps and bounds above them. " The executive said, adjusting his tie.

" You need to get me better opponents. "

" Is that the way you speak to your manager? " The man chuckled and Bruce could only sense the eye roll from (Y/N).

" Well, when your Boogeyman is getting a lot of money rolling into Wayne Enterprises, I would like to think that I can speak to you the way I damn please. "

Bruce's eyes widened as he listened in, adjusting his position on the beam.

Big profits that created a spike were 2 years ago and they kept growing... Underground fighting was the reason why there were even more money rolling in? What the fuck?

" Well, I do pay you well from what we earn, don't I? "

" Well, you have to if you want to keep the Boogeyman.. Besides, why did you give me that name? "

" I didn't name you that, everyone else did. And besides, it's a scary nickname that fits you. " The manager said as he stood up straighter.

" Anyway, I'm going home now. I have to make sure that dad doesn't see this, " (Y/N) murmured, making the manager nod.

" If Bruce finds out about this, we are all doomed kid. Have a good night. "

" You too. "

Bruce and everyone else were waiting for (Y/N) back at the manor, making sure to get there before him. They informed Alfred and have decided to confront him once he gets home. They dressed out of their suits and were waiting in the living room, all pretending to do something to seem natural in their behavior. Not like they are trying to confront him.

And oddly enough, the night is young anyway, so they didn't need pretend to be asleep.

(Y/N) came in, saying hi to everyone before going to the kitchen to get a snack. He already showered at the old house, curtesy of his manager.

" Evening (Y/N), how was your night? " Bruce looked up from a magazine, something he just picked up randomly.

" Eh, peaceful. "

Bruce and everyone else glanced at each other. Liar, liar, pants on fire.

" Ah. So we didn't see you in that abandoned house? " Damian started and (Y/N) tensed up for a bit before relaxing.

" No, must have been someone else, " (Y/N) said nonchalantly, keeping his composure.

Everyone slowly migrated to the kitchen, ready to slowly confront (Y/N).

" Are you sure? " Bruce asked and (Y/N) nodded.

" Of course I'm sure. "

And so they all attacked him at the same time.

And (Y/N) reacted, of course.

By wiping the floor with them. Completely and utterly.

Bruce was shocked and Damian was starstruck. Tim, Dick and Tim slowly moved away.

" What the fuck? " Jason muttered.

" Language, " Alfred stated, trying not to show his shock.

" (Y/N), you need to teach me! " Damian now followed (Y/N) around, clearly trying to get into his good graces to teach him. (Y/N) just wanted some peace in this insane household.

" Who taught you all of this? "

(Y/N) simply ducked into his room, avoiding everyone. Not tonight. Nope. Nope. Not gonna happen.

[hatchetfieldtheories]

Will We Ever Be Free of the Implications?

No, no I don't think so. And neither will Paul by the looks of it.

Ooof, its been a while since something has gotten my theory brain working, and Starkid are very good at peppering in just enough clues for us to all get excited. And for me to start trying to cobble together some theories.

I think I made the gif in about 2021, so its nice to know I'm making just as much sense 4 years later.

Its safe to say the main take away from the new TGWDLM Remount trailer is that Paul and Emma are aware they're living the same day again. Paul in particular knows what his colleagues are going to ask of him before they say anything and he very quickly becomes concerned with the implications.

Now. Do I think this is going to be as explicitly obvious in the remount. Not at all. The show is still the show at the end of the day, but as Paul exclaims, let's think about where the implications of what the trailer is telling us leads.

No Exits From the Broadway Venue

This remount is being described as a bigger and longer run, which is very exciting. It also leads me to believe there will be a bit more filling out of story and connections to the greater Hatchetfield lore.

As @ashtxeman has pointed out here, we're already getting this in this trailer. The Black Book, the reference to the Nighthawks and... well... the big flying Pokey rock in the sky, are all very explicit links. So I think its reasonable that they're going to use this as an opportunity to bring TGWDLM a bit more in line with the other Hatchetfield stories and make the link to the Tellytubbies of Terror more obvious.

Based on all these clues, we can presume for now that all the references to this being "done before" is true to the story they're intending to tell, and not just an easter egg referring to this being a second run of the show.

Ok, that's great Tazzy, but this isn't really a theory so far, I can hear you yelling at me. Well to that I firstly say, please yell a bit louder, all I can hear is Paul and Emma screaming into the blue void, and secondly, I say, this actually gives us the basis for a very interesting theory. For which we need to revisit some other parts of Hatchetfield lore, and our old friend, Tinky.

Time is a Precious Thread...

Since the dawn of time, otherwise known as around the time of the release of Black Friday, there has been quite a bit of discussion regarding whether the shows in the Hatchetfield Series are parallel universes, or if Hatchetfield is going through a time loop of some kind.

Then Time Bastard and Nightmare Time happened, and we learnt a few things. Firstly, that 2005 was a catalyst for the timelines of Hatchetfield splitting, and from that point on each of the shows we have watched have been in a different timeline. In Time Bastard, Ted travels back to before 2005, and this act is the reason why Ted as the Homeless Guy is de facto in every universe. Because it happened pre-split. If you would like to see the split timelines in a handy dandy diagram, @abiimaryy created a great one here.

And so, we rested, accepting the timeline theory.

And then the implications arrived.

Because now we are in a situation where both theories can exist simultaneously. Yes Hatchetfield has split, parallel timelines, but it seems that in this one - there is a time loop.

So how does Tinky come into this? Well he doesn't really. But the way he works, and affects Ted's life makes me look at this loop in a very specific way.

It's a Musical

I dont know about you, but when I go to the theatre and see an amazing show, I get so excited about it. So excited in fact that I wish I could go back and watch it again each night.

Well, I think Pokey has found a way to do just that.

Tinky traps Ted in his Bastard Box, which allows him to mess with Ted and affect his reality. Allows him to observe him.

Now let's look back to the Remount trailer.

We're told straight away, History doesn't repeat, it is - reprised.

We're watching old clips of the original run on a tv screen surrounded by black nothingness.

Look at Paul, sat there, in his little.. blue... box.. of a cubicle. Pokey doesn't have Paul and Emma trapped in a Box, but he does have them trapped. This is Pokey's equivalent. He gets to sit, and watch his favourite musical happen over and over and over.

Its a certainly a longer run.

And maybe, if that's the case. If Paul and Emma are acting this out every day, maybe the 2018 show, wasn't the first loop.

This would put the opening scene of TGWDLM 2018 into a more obvious context, especially in regards to the likes of Emma being involved with the opening song. That song takes place at the end of the previous loop, and is what brings the musical back into the new loop. It's Pokey's I Got You Babe.

[spooky-dumb-ass]

Some random itadori and sukuna headcannons :)) part 3

might suck ass idk

part 1 ; part 2

Itadori Yuji

Ah yes, Mr. Left right, goodnight cinnamon roll sunshine golden retriever ultra pro max.

To make everyone around him laugh he makes fun of sukuna, like a lot. (sukuna bites him with his weird palm mouth)

Avid pitbull and bruno mars listener dont ask me why

Look i know i said cinnamon roll sunshine ultra pro max but get bro in a cod or valorant lobby and hes changing like the gif i used in my header, somehow he has the best roasts and he almost always says it unintentionally

Has a million playlists

he trolls gojo however he can (A for effort) but fails cause either gojo already did it to someone or knows what hes upto

He one wore nanamis tie to seem "cool" like nanami and pretended to be him with coffee and shit. He spilled coffee on nanamis tie. He was killed for the 2nd time.

Calls himself a 'sigma male' and unironically watches sigma male videos on youtube (his sigmaness leaves whenever he sees Jennifer Lawrence)

He and Todo whenever they see someone with a big ass or smn they say GYATT or smn💀💀💀 idk

Ryōmen Sukuna

Sukuna when i catch you sukuna, sukuna WHEN I CATCH YOU. Ahem, anyways (his hcs are based on him entirely and not on which body hes taken)

So king of curses, dresses like a king really, he probably wore grand cloths back in his time (old man) he technically has a good fashion sense but that was during his time

Aside from being extremely degrading (not that way) he can be kind of motivational its like he subtly urges people to come to his level, he definitely likes the challenge they'll impose and he appreciates the genuine talent and power.

He mentioned he was an unwanted child (deserved), so im assuming he lived on the streets. Then he probably learnt how to sew or knit clothes. Honestly might seem like a stretch but if he wasnt a villain he'd be a great fashion designer idkwhy.

Likes animals (green flag.)( also me choosing to ignore his 99 red flags 😍)he def knits cloths for his cats

Good singer. will not elaborate further

has a crippling fear for mundane things like idk dirt or smn

actually does really good origami and pottery, look hes creative ok, if he didnt get rejected from art school gojo wouldn't have been a kitkat today

[missadangel]

Little Bird in a Cage (Javier Peña x Reader)

Part 12: Date Night (WARNING +18, Smut)

gifs by nicolethered - darksber

---------------- All episodes here ---------------

It was a quiet afternoon at the big hotel near the beach in Santa Marta, the journalists were already leaving in a hurry now as the president has recovered and getting ready for a press conference. Minister -your father- also already apologized for leaving him alone at the conference and said goodbye to him then arrived here by private jet. Since he learnt the identity of the attacker he got worried because he knew Jose well. They have received military training together and have been on countless missions together so he knew how a well-trained ex-guerilla and good sniper he was.

What he didn't know is that he was the target.

When your father arrived to the hotel you just came back from the hotel infirmary, the paramedic has bandaged your foot including your ankle. Felipe was acting like an ass thanks to his mother, he called a reporter already and you were getting angrier every second. Then your father rushed into the hotel, you smiled at him but he didn’t.

"What happened to your ankle?" He was angry.

"Nothing dad, I'm fine," you hugged him but then he stepped back, his eyes scanning around.

‘Y/N, Caroline, pack your things, we have to leave the hotel soon,’ he said hurriedly.

‘Dad, what's going on?’ you were surprised. ‘Actually, there's something I wanted to ask you-’

‘Honey, it's not the time, we need to go somewhere safer.’

‘Have you told him?’ Felipe came running towards you.

‘Tell me what?’ Your father asked, looking at you frowning.

You crossed your arms, ignoring him.

‘Dad, Felipe wants me to go in front of the reporters and tell them that we postponed the wedding.’

Your father was already in a hurry, angry, worried and when he heard this, a wave of anger passed through his eyes. ‘What do you mean? If it's a joke, it's not funny.’

‘But, sir, they'll think we cancelled.’ Felipe got upset. “And my whole family, all preparations-“

‘Listen, if you force my daughter to make fucking press statement or if I see her face in any newspaper or tv channel, I'll banish you and your prosecutor's office to place to the other side of the world.’

Felipe nodded, sulked and walked away. Your father didn't give a shit, grabbed your shoulder.

‘We don't have time for this, honey, please get your belongings, I'll check out of the hotel and then we leave, Dolores has already arrived to the safe house with all our stuff.’

‘Safe house?’

‘Don't ask questions, just do as I say.’ He wasn’t asking, you knew him well.

You nodded, heading to your room with Caroline who put her arm around your waist to help you.

Then one of your father's men called him out, because the phone in the car which he only uses it for political or important calls was ringing.

It must have been an important call.

He immediately went out to get the phone. The car was in the parking lot, just across the street. Your father got in the car, answered the phone. It was the police chief calling your father, informing him about José's team.

And that's when three things happened in a quick succession.

José's team arrived by a military vehicle and surrounded the hotel.

You and Caroline came in the lobby with your suitcases, looking for your father.

The police tactical and rescue unit has arrived and got into position.

Your father got out of the car he was feeling like his heart almost stopped. He was so worried about you his feet led him towards the hotel, but the police chief stopped him with his hand and told him that he was the target so it would endanger his life to go inside like that.

Even though Javi rushed to warn the police in Santa Marta before boarding the plane, José's team was already here.

They entered the hotel with their assault rifles like professionals.

One of them fired in the air to get everyone's attention and came into the center of the lobby. You startled when you heard the shots and screams, reflexively ducked your head and crouched next to the couch with Caroline, your foot was in pain, moaning, covering your mouth with your hand hoping they won't hear you.

No matter how much you've heard the gunfire lately, you were getting startled in the same way. You didn't want to be swept up in more action and trouble anymore but unfortunately trouble always comes back to hunt you.

Maybe this time its not about me? You hoped.

But your heart skipped a beat when you remembered how your father was in rush earlier.

This men weren’t like the cartel gunmen you've seen before. No, they were like the soldiers from the military base in the jungle where Javi first kidnapped you, but in smaller numbers.

They were looking for someone indeed, and the man you thought the commander sent some of his men to check hall and all rooms.

“Don't come back without him,” he yelled.

They overpowered the hotel's security guards and moved everyone including all staff, east of the lobby, away from the doors and windows.

When the men done checking the rooms one by one, but returned empty handed, he swore angrily. He spoke to someone on a walkie-talkie, he obviously has other men. Caroline held your hand, everyone in lobby was so anxious, murmuring, praying for their lives.

Then all of the men gathered with commanders signal, talking among themselves, you heard them saying plan B, you wondered what it was.

------

Soon Javi and Steve arrived, thanks to Javi's super-fast driving skills.

Javi jumped out of the car and ran to your dad. Steve followed him behind.

‘Sir, thank God you're safe,” he was panting. “Your daughter...'

Javi petrified when he shook his head like no.

Steve approached the police chief who was checking hotel layout plan with his unit.

'What's the situation?’

'We estimate there are about sixty hostages inside, they've rounded up the people they've taken from the rooms and put them in the lobby. Including the staff, the guards, everyone in the hotel.'

Javi angrily kicked the door of the police car next to him. Then he walked over to the chief, having trouble with staying calm meanwhile.

'Did you find out how many people were in the team, their identities, anything?

'We don't know anything yet, but it seems there are less than twenty.’

'It won't take them long to realize the Minister isn't there,' Steve muttered.

'And it's only a matter of time before they find her,' Javi said, his voice cracked.

------

Their commander raised his hand after they done talking.

“Alright everyone! My name is Alvaro, it seems that the person we are looking for is not here right now, I don't intend to hurt anyone but don't try my patience. I'm a hot-tempered man.”

Just then the police chief shouted through a megaphone from outside.

‘You there! All of you are surrounded, release the hostages! You have nowhere to run!’

The soldiers immediately went into defense mode, spreading around, their commander Alvaro glanced out of the long window, he was very calm, as if he raids some places, every day.

“There you are,” he said smiled to himself.

He slung his assault rifle over his arm and slowly approached the hostages, including you. He eyed everyone's face one by one, you got nervous.

Not me, please God. Maybe he’s looking for someone else.

Caroline squeezed your hand with hers, you both getting more nervous. When it was your turn, he eyed your face as you bowed your head, he crouched down, his rifle slides on the floor with sharp sound, you hold your breathe.

You couldn’t help to wonder why he was looking at you so intently, but who cares. He was scarier than any bad guy you have ever met, even Miguel himself.

He grabbed your chin with his big, strong hand as you felt his gloves on your skin. He made your face turned to his, like trying to kiss you.

Your felt nauseous.

“Hey Diego, give me the picture,” he said to the man behind him without taking his eyes off of you for a second.

He handed him the photo and you got shocked when you looked at it.

It was you.

“Hm, you're prettier than your photo,” he said with a wicked smile, a shiver ran down your spine.  

“Get up, honey,” with his strong arm, he grabbed yours made you stand up.

Caroline was about to say something to him, but he silenced her without speaking.

While you were wondering who the hell these men and what they want, Alvaro ignores you staggering in pain meanwhile, approached the hotel door without letting go of your arm for a moment.

Before he opens the door, he takes out his pistol and points it at you.

You felt your throat go dry with fear.

All the cops pointed their guns towards him. Your father got furious when he saw you.

“Lower your weapons!” Javi yelled at cops, he was worried about you.

“Fernando, look who's here. Say hello to your daddy, sweetie.” Alvaro called out to your father.

Your father took a step forward, you got worried when you saw him in the crowd. Then you noticed Javi and you felt like you gonna cry, you believed that he would save you again, but that didn't ease your fears.

“Alvaro! Let my daughter go now!” your father shouted. “Take me, I'll come inside, let her go!”

Javi came up to your father, his eyes were on you, grabbing his pistol with one hand getting ready for anything.

‘Sir, if you go there like that, you're gonna put you both in danger,’ he muttered.

‘It's me he wants, Agent Peña, I have to let him take me so he can let her go but I need you to help me with something.’

‘I'm waiting!’ Alvaro was getting impatient and tightened the muscular arm around your neck.

You gasped with fear.

‘Alvaro can't use his left hand, he's missing three fingers, but I mean, if I can grab his gun, you'll have a chance to get her.’

‘But if he fires the pistol, you'll get hurt-’

‘Agent Pena, if you really care about my daughter, focus on saving her, not me.’

‘Javi, we'll be on our guard too,’ Steve said, ’Other three men guarding him, we should aim them, then-’

Suddenly Alvaro fired a shot into the air and everyone tensed up. You closed your eyes tightly, feeling like you were going to faint.

‘I'm gonna put the next bullet in her skull!’

Javi and your dad looked at each other and made their move.

‘Alvaro I'm coming, my daughter has nothing to do with this, let her go,’ he said and slowly approached the stairs.

Javi followed him close with his hands in the air.

‘You stay back,’ Alvaro growled.

‘You give me the girl, take him, there’s no other way,’ Javi said looking at him menacingly.

Alvaro hissed but pulled his arm away from your neck as your father got closer, let you go towards Javi. He was pointing his pistol at your father when Javi quickly grabbed you and wrapped his arm around you as you moaned in pain. 

Just then your father managed to grab Alvaro's pistol, and after a brief struggle the gun went off.

You wanted to turn that way in fear, but Javi wouldn't let you, instead he pulled you away.

‘Open fire!’ the police chief ordered and the cops obeyed immediately.

Javi picked you up and ran as fast as he could out of the line of fire. Steve came running covering you both.

Javi made you sit in the backseat in the police car but you were worried about your father you wanted to get out.

‘Javi! My dad! Please!’

Javi looked over to find your dad then he turned his head to you, ‘He's fine, he got shot in the leg, doesn't seem bad.’

You were almost relieved but you wanted to get out of the car, the shots were now coming from the back of the hotel, they almost got them all. You staggered as you stepped out, Javi put his hand on your waist to help.

‘Did you hurt your ankle?’

‘It's nothing, take me to my dad, please.’

He saw the ambulance arrived for your dad so he took you in his arms and walked towards there.

As soon as you get in you wrap your arms around your dad.

“Dad! Are you okay?” Your tears flowing like river.

‘Yes honey, I'm fine, don't worry about me, I've seen worse,’ he said in a low voice.

The paramedic gently warned you to get back so she can apply first aid to your father's leg and then you got up and sat back.

Javi put his hands on his waist and sighed with great relief, while watching the ambulance drive away.

----

As soon as the ambulance arrived at the hospital, the paramedics took your father on a stretcher and rushed him inside. As you were coming down after them, a paramedic grabbed you by the arm and helped you down.

‘One of the agents said you hurt your ankle, let me put you in a wheelchair,’ he said, and brought the wheelchair from the entrance of the hospital for you to sit in.

‘Thanks,’ you smiled, it has to be Javi.

The injury on your foot was nothing serious, but the bullet in your father's leg has hit the bone, but fortunately it hadn't shattered it. In 3-4 weeks he would be able to walk again. During that time he was in the hospital and you accompanied him.

As for Caroline and the other hostages, they were rescued in a successful operation. Everyone in Jose's team has been neutralized. He was sent to America under the control of the FBI.

Javi and Steve were given a plaque of appreciation for their help in the successful operation by the Colombian Government.

But Steve has to go back to his country, where he continued his work as an agent. Javi, on the other hand, chose to stay in Santa Marta for a while longer, because he was on a break or on leave. And of course he had to go back to his country and continue his work, eventually.

This made you think because you didn't want to be separated from him again.

One day you were surprised when your father asked to see Javi in private in the hospital room, but you did as he said and left them alone. This was more of a physical therapy center than a hospital. Your father could now stand up and walk with crutches, and next week he would be fully discharged and be able to go home.

You thought about how to go on with your life after that, there was no going back to Cali, your father had cut off with everything there.

In the safe house in Santa Marta, Dolores and the other servants had already made a life for themselves. It was more like a super-security house and you didn't like staying there.

But I guess I have to, you thought.

“What are you thinking?”

Javi's voice broke you out of your thoughts. He sat down next to you, put his elbow on the top of the bench and looked at you.

“Nothing,” you said shrugging.

“Do you have any plans for tonight?” he asked suddenly, his hand touches your cheek.

“Except staying here?”

“Do you want to have dinner with me?” his hand running through your hair.

“Sure,” you said, blushing.

Javi stood up.

“Great, I'll pick you up around six.”

Before you could ask where you were going, Javi kissed the top of your head and hurried off.

What the hell is this? you asked yourself.

You shrugged your shoulders and let go and decided to go to your fathers room, there was still a lot of time before evening. You wondered what your father and Javi were talking about in secret, but you couldn't just ask.

“He really loves you,” your father suddenly said. You were surprised.

“So you've been talking about me?” squinting your eyes.

“I know you love him too, you want to be with him. I shouldn't have ignored you before and forced you to marry that idiot, forgive me, honey.”

You sat next to him, it was a bit strange for your father to talk like that.

“Dad, let it go, it's over now, it's your health that matters.”

“Your happiness is above all,” he said, looking out the window. Then he turned his head to you.

“Whatever I've done, for your happiness and safety, and that's what I'll do from now on, but this time I’ll do by listening to your heart.”

You held his hand.

“I know, dad. I'm not angry with you, whatever happened just happened, doesn't matter anymore, let's forget it and move on.”

“You're right,” he said.

You gave him a hug and he kissed you on the top of your head.

But you could have sworn he was hiding or planning something.

-----

In the evening you went to your new home to get ready to meet Javi.  Dolores has hardly touched the suitcases in your room, she must have been very busy.

You smiled happily as you found an elegant dress in the suitcases and you put it on with excitement. Time was running out. This was your first official date with Javi.

A normal date, without any drama or complications between you. 

Javi picked you up by his car and took you to a fancy restaurant.

After dinner you decided to take a walk along the beach.

“I can't believe I haven't been able to swim even once since I got here,” you complained.

Javi looked at you. “It’d would be nice at night if you want to go in.”

“What? Swimming at night? No way.”

“Why not?” Javi grinned.

“Everyone will look at us and think we're crazy.”

“Fuck them, come here,” he said and took you in his arms.

“Javi! You're crazy, put me down!”

But he didn't, he ran towards and jumped into the sea with you. You screamed as you hit the water, shivered when your skin touched cool water. You were not in deep, the water was at shoulder level. Yet you were soaked to the bone.

“I'm wearing Ralph Lauren!” you yelled at him, and you began laughing too.

“Do you want me to take it off?”

“No, no, no.”

Javi swam closer and wrapped his arms around your waist under the water, pressing his lips to yours. It tasted like the salt and whiskey. You put your arms around his neck, it has been a while since you kissed him, you missed this feeling, pulling his neck against you.

Javi pulled his head back, “We can't do it here, I don't want you to catch cold,” he smirked.

“Yeah, I don't know if I'm wet that way, anyway,” you giggled.

He kissed you again, carried you as he getting out of the sea.

----

When you got to Javi's apartment you were both soaked and when you started shivering Javi gave you one of his shirts and made you hot chocolate. While you were drinking he goes to change and when he came back he was only wearing pants. He took a thick envelope out of the closet drawer and put it in front of you as he sipping from his cup.

“What is this?” you opened it curiously, you got shocked when you saw your passport and your flight ticket to United States.

“Javi? Is this-”

He sat next to you, holding your hands, looking at you with his warm brown eyes.

“That time, when I said, ‘If I ask you to come with me, you said you would’, now I’m asking you, will you come with me to my homeland?”

You didn't know what to say, it was all so sudden. Then you remembered what your father said early in afternoon.

Your happiness is above all..

Your eyes filled with tears, you sighed.

“You going to say no to me,” he said with sad pout.

You placed a kiss on his lips.

“I'd love to,” you said with a happy smile.

He smiled back and kissed you back, and then you found yourself on his lap, gasped with surprise, he was already half naked, your hands running freely over his shoulders.

The kiss deepened and Javi pulling the shirt off over your head and threw it on the floor. Your heart skipped a beat as you felt his erection under your thighs.

Without wasting any time your hands finds buttons of his pants, he giggles, stands up to get rid of it and tossing it on the floor. Then he picked you up, carrying to his bed, kissing you meanwhile.

You put your arms around his neck, he breaks the kiss, moves you lay back to the pillows with his strong arms.

"You're so beautiful," his warm breath hits your neck turning you on even more.

You want him, you want him now.

“I want you inside me Javi,” you purred, rubbing his ear with your soft lips.

“You wish is my command,” he kisses you deeply.

He kneels above you and positions himself at the entrance of your pussy. You wrap your legs around his waist as he pushes into you. 

You gasp and look up into his eyes as he continues sliding in, biting your lip, enjoying every moment with a little pain but pleasure most.

Slowly he starts to move in you breaking the kiss he presses his forehead to yours and moans. 

He sounds good when he moans.

You grip his shoulders as he continues fucking you. "Mmm please Javi," you moaned.

He was in hurry this time too.

As he gets faster you moaned again and dig your nails into his back. He groans slightly but doesn't ask you to stop. Dragging your nails down his back you moan his name as he fucks you harder.

You moan loudly as you were so close. He breaks his rhythm as your pussy clenches around his cock and finishes you off in some long, hard hits that feel amazing coming down from your high. Grabbing your hips, he holds you firm against himself as he fills you up, moaning loudly, collapsed next to you.

You both look at each other trying to catch your breath for a while then he leans forward and grabs your face to kiss you. Hotness spreads through your body at his kiss and you sit up wrapping your hands around his neck. He stops kissing you to hug you tightly, a loving embrace you have ever felt, smiling in happiness. You snuggled close to him and put your head on his strong arm as he pulled the bedsheets over you to cover you and then himself.

You smiled as you felt his lips on the top of your head and running through your hair, staying still to savor the moment without opening your eyes.

[doctor-octiddius]

This ended up being a long ramble about Siddig's characters whoops

Every time i think about Sid I want to fall to my knees sobbing. I feel like that gif of the wailing emoji that is disintegrating, like just knowing that this man exists gets me so aourhgrhghghhh :'(( I cannot believe that Julian Bashir and Ra's al Ghul are played by the same man; as in, I was incredibly into Gotham back in 2017, a little just before he joined the show and now years later he is stuck in my brain again. I remember every damn frame of him. How is that this same guy. (I wrote "gay" at first, help me 😭 I mean hey, with Sid saying that he played all his straight characters as a bit gay, anything's possible) Also i haven't really interacted with this whole Sid hyperfixation in a lil bit and it's making me so sad, god forbid i have other interests.

Actually, I lied, I keep relistening to the audio dramas he's been in. I'm now hijacking my own post to yell about some of his audio drama characters because they are my favourites ever of all time.

ROSTO FROM THE EIGHT DOCTOR ADVENTURES (Sisters of the Flame/Vengeance of Morbius)

My babygirl being a 10 foot tall centipede cop ??? It's more likely than you think !!! He is literally just that. That's all he is. He makes funky bug sounds when he talks, he's a bit silly, he's so cute, he disconnected himself completely from his home to focus on his job... I love him so bad, I want to hug him, but I think that's a form of affection he just wouldn't understand, but I am willing to try anything. I am ignoring his ending, I was able to save him actually and now he's all good again and we are best friends <3

THE SULTAN/THE SHANAKI FROM DOCTOR WHO: THE MONTHLY ADVENTURES (1001 Nights)

WE GET SID AS THE DOCTOR FOR A BIT TECHNICALLY ??? But also The Shanaki... OOUGGHGHH THE SHANAKI...... This guy has lived through several lifetimes and boy do I need to know all of them. What lives has he led exactly? Like, he could have been anyone, any celebrity, any public figure. What did he do to all of the people whose psyches he stole? Has he actually learned anything through them; have they only ever been human lives? How did the breakdown at the end with him mixing up lives and experiences influence him further on? Please I need to know everything about him immediately.

DR. REESE FROM ALIEN: RIVER OF PAIN

Motherfucker named Bartholomew Reese. He's a bitch. I love him. That is all. Thank you. (I read the book too, and every little description of him I ate up, though the book seemed kinda boring, lacking any suspense etc. I loved the little bit of regret he had before his end, which wasn't shown in the audio at all, even if it was very short and simple.)

THE PERSIAN FROM THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA

Don't even get me started on this one. The Persian in general is like my favourite character of all time, but him played by Sid? I am so biased in so many ways. My PotO hyperfixation has led me to so many places, and all I've learnt is that the ALW musical, which I used to worship as a kid, is mid (story wise, I still love the music), and everyone keeps fucking getting rid of the most important character of the story. This audio drama is so good, it's quite faithful to the book, it's the best adaptation in my opinion, I am in love with this daroga.

I feel like I have to mention Ted from The Flat Edge of the Earth, but I have to relisten to it to better form an opinion on all that (I say that since I've listened to all the other audio dramas at least like four times (PotO near 30 times, but we won't talk about that). That's the same reason I haven't mentioned Captain Nemo from one of the DW audios either since I've only heard that once.) He seems very goofy, though, and having just an hour of Sid and Nana in my ears was fun.

But yeah, that is all. If you read through this entire ramble then hi hey :3 I am so normal about his roles

[lamonnaie]

thanks for the tag @sollucets i loved reading ur answers !!! 🫶🫶 i've been a little ia lately + busy with irl things but i'm slowly trying to work through the backlog of tag games 😅

1. why did you choose your url?

it's from the french words "la monnaie," which basically means small change. i found the word amusing when i first learnt it a while ago and i've been using it as a username practically everywhere ever since :]

2. any sideblogs? name them and why you have them

technically no? i set up the ao3 feed for the dangerous romance tag on a sideblog pretty much just for my own convenience, but that doesn't rlly count lol

3. how long have you been on tumblr?

i've been lurking on tumblr since ~2015, when you could actually use the website pretty functionally even without an account, but i only made this account in 2020.

4. do you have a queue tag?

i do! it's just "q" (although it's empty right now because i haven't been on much 😩😩)

5. why did you start your blog in the first place?

i finally made a tumblr account after 5 yrs of lurking because of this one niche movie that had somewhat of a fandom on here and i wanted to interact lol

6. why did you choose your icon?

because fairy lights !! they're pretty :))

(i use this icon everywhere as well as my url, i think i've only ever changed it once on here)

7. why did you choose your header?

i had to go back and check my blog because i genuinely didn't remember what my header was 😭😭 but it's just a cute gif off of google that i picked coz i liked it :)

8. what’s your post with the most notes?

apparently this post about akkayan and raysand??? guess that answers the shitposts question as well LMAO

9. how many mutuals do you have?

quite a few !! is there any way of actually finding out the number? i have no clue, but if someone follows me i tend to check out their blog and if we have similar interests i'll follow back :] that being said, probably around 30-ish who i've actually interacted with beyond mutual liking and rbing hehe

10. how many followers do you have?

382!

11. how many people do you follow?

486 - definitely need to do a clean out tho because i follow a lot of random blogs from interests long gone by

12. have you ever made a shitpost?

yes lol

13. how often do you use tumblr each day?

it depends honestly, sometimes several times a day for several hours (😭), other times i'll go a day or two without opening it <//3

14. have you had a fight/argument with another blog?

nah, if i don't agree with something i'll just unfollow and/or block

15. how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this’ posts?

very unnecessary, i get that there's good intention behind it but it's honestly just annoying to see and will actively make me not reblog it 😭 (or at the very least i'll go back and rb a version without the addition)

16. do you like tag games?

HELL YEAH, i love yapping about things 🥰🥰

17. do you like ask games?

yesss they're so much fun !!!! (that being said, my askbox is so wonky that it never saves my posts as i'm writing and then it'll randomly crash and i just the ask altogether????)

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

hmm i have no concept of tumblr famousness but just looking through my moots there's quite a few who i feel are pretty well known???

that being said, gonna give a shoutout to dee @distant-screaming who is the most famous person ever to me because i love love love their fics so much 😭😭😭 like have i ever fully watched nlmg? nope. do i still constantly go back and read her palmnueng fics? absolutely.

19. do you have a crush on a mutual?

no i wouldn't say so :) i admire a lot of people on here and i love all my mutuals <33 (but in a platonic way hehe)

20. tags?

i feel like people have done this already (so no pressure + pls tag me in ur post if u've already done it !!) but tagging @dramalets @distant-screaming @winnysatang @hellswolfie @blackstar-gazer <33

[danrifics]

how did you get into gifmaking? sorry if this has been asked before but im. curious about how to get started and what made you interested in it🫣

so my first gif set was from shadowhunters (i went and found it this is it) it was about 8 years ago, i was 18 and i really wanted to be popular in a fandom and unfortunately in that fandom if you didn’t make gifs you were actually so irrelevant so i thought damn if i wanna be popular i gotta learn to make gifs and guess what? it didn’t work no one cared about me at all and yet i kept pumping out gifs

also i was actually so shocked when i switched this blog from shadowhunters to dan and phil that my gifs were getting notes

if you wanna get started there’s a lot of tutorials on tumblr that are really good! i learnt from tumblr and then refined my methods over time and now i have photoshop automated so i can make gifs quicker but like once you get the hang of it its so easy!

also if you have a windows computer it’s really easy to find cracked versions of photoshop so don’t feel like you have to pay for it (i only pay for it cos i have a mac and it’s so hard to crack adobe and keep it hidden from them on a mac) there’s also other ways to make gifs using websites and stuff but i don’t really know much about that you’d have to ask around about that

and then as for getting your gifs noticed look at how i and other gif makers here tag and use those tags and you can also tag #dpgdaily which is my daily blog cos we love reblogging everyone over there!! ( @dpgdaily )

[sonnetnumber23]

Good Omens Season 2 Rewatch

I’ve started a rewatch of GO2 and I’ve got two main purposes:

1)      Find the reasonable proof and explanation that Aziraphale was not a complete stupid arsehole in the last episode, and all that had reasons – and therefore help my girlfriend and myself to make peace with this ending which we’ll have to live with for a very long time if not forever.

2)      Get into the material more properly to write my own fix-it fic. I really need one for therapy reasons and I want it to be a something I believe in.

Since writing is a very lonely process and I want to discuss things or at least shout into the void rn, I’ll comment on what I see and feel along the way if I feel like it. If anyone reads it, please be aware of the spoilers and forgive my mistakes – I’m not going to proofread it. Also feel free to discuss things with me too if you like. I wish us all to get the show renewal very soon.

1.      Before the beginning.

Okay, I’m with you, guys when you rage against the rewrite of the canonical meeting scene, and Aziraphale being the first to fall in love. I believe them when I see it, but I don’t like it. (*insert the Doctor Who gif here*)

Crowley is downright stunning in this scene despite the ridiculous hair. The way he marvels at his creation as if it’s his child and something entirely separate from him at the same time – that’s just incredibly moving, and I can see how Aziraphale is immediately drawn to him.

What struck me unexpectedly during the second watch was that…

From Aziraphale’s POV, it was him, Aziraphale who led Crowley to his Fall.

Not Lucifer and not even himself. It was Aziraphale who first made Crowley question the will of the Almighty. If it were not for him Crowley wouldn’t ask those questions that got him into trouble.

I mean, of course that’s not true. Crowley would have learnt about the limits of the universe eventually even without Aziraphale, and his constant urge to doubt things and think for himself would have brought him to Lucifer.

But in that moment Aziraphale has just seen the perfect angel exercising God’s will and a moment later – after his words – that angel started to doubt the Almighty.

Azraphale with all his experience at shoving the unpleasant thoughts away would certainly convince himself that it wasn’t his fault. But deep down he’d blame himself – if only just a little – for Crowley’s Fall.

Can’t that too be one of the reasons why he so desperately wants to unFall Crowley??

Don’t know about you, but I’d quite like that.

***

Aziraphale: “I’m very good at forgiveness. It’s one of my favourite things.”

Flash forward to “I forgive you”, ugh L

I do hate that line in the last episode sooo much. However, as a person who makes a lot of mistakes and often asks for forgiveness, this is what I think:

People who very easily forgive people are often those who wish that they were forgiven themselves. Aziraphale if desperately insecure and self-conscious (which I will address to in other episodes), and he compensates for that trying to be part of the system and a community and by claiming that he is the good one. Unlike Crowley he actually has very shaky beliefs about what good and evil are. That’s because he has this learnt truth and he has something he feels deep down. And they often contradict each other, but since he knows (deep down) he’s not a truly good person, he doesn’t trust his own guts more than he trusts what he knows.

So he actually craves forgiveness and approval himself, which is why he’s so quick to forgive people around him – even those who don’t need his forgiveness.

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Crowley: “You have three reasons for calling me: you’re bored, you need to tell someone about something clever you did before you pop, or something’s wrong. << That’s one of the facts that prove that they both learnt very little after the Armageddon’t. They’re still the same weird sort of friends, only now they can meet more often without the fear of being punished. But they still haven’t talked anything through, Crowley still sleeps in his car, and they both aren’t sure what the other one think of their relationship. My darling idiots. T_T

***

When Crowley comes back after the talk with Beelzebub he apologizes even though his previous words were “Aziraphale, what have you done?” He has nothing to apologize for here and yet he does, because only this way he can be back at Aziraphale’s side. It’s such a parallel with S1’s scene where Crowley comes back to the bookshop after the bandstand argument and apologizes even though it was Aziraphale who said they were not friends and much more.

It’s interesting because while Aziraphale is eager to forgive because he feels guilty deep down, he doesn’t like to admit his fault – he remembers all the times he did. Crowley on the other hand is ready to say he’s sorry, maybe because he knows that he is right but he’s doing it for Aziraphale. He needs Aziraphale too much to let a little thing like apology stand between them.

*

Other things:

“It’s called hot chocolate. You drink it.” – a parallel to “It’s sushi. You dip it in soy sauce.” I love it so much that this time Aziraphale got to introduce Gabriel to some earthly delights.

*

Gabriel: “Well, I expect it will be fine. Most things are fine at the end.”

Oh yeah? Are they, Neil??

*

So funny that when Maggie thanks Aziraphale and says he’s an angel, and Crowley asks if he’s been doing good again, Aziraphale starts to deny it as if it were something embarrassing. :D Also lovely that Crowley actually wants to know – he loves Aziraphale being Aziraphale. I think this season I can finally agree with David Tennant saying that it infuriates Crowley that he loves Aziraphale. It has always seemed a bit far-fetched to me, because I’m sure Crowley came to terms with his feelings a while ago. But in this season you can see that it’s not about him being angry with himself for loving Aziraphale. He’s angry at himself for loving what Aziraphale is – all his trusting-believing-in-good self. :’D He hates that this is the part of Aziraphale that often both hurts him and puts Aziraphale himself in danger, and yet it’s the part that he loves.

(Which makes me think: if Aziraphale turned down the Metatron’s proposal and chose life with Crowley away from all this, and then started to lose his angelic features and beliefs, due to the disappointment in himself, wouldn’t Crowley feel like he’s losing Aziraphale, and it’s his fault?)

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Crowley is the first in the scene after he sees Gabriel to use the word “we” and “us”. He Thinks of them as an item. Then he’s the first one to switch to “what I need…” He feels so threatened here; he feels that “they” aren’t as important to Aziraphale as to him, so he tries to hide his own feelings as if he only thinks of himself. Oh, Crowley! :’(

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Aziraphale: “If you refuse to help me, then of course…” He’s such a manipulative bastard, I can’t. The fact that he tries to use the same weapon in the last episode... ugh.

***

Okay, this was only one episode yet, and it took forever. And I’m not even mentioning the bits I simply loved or those things which I’ve already read about in other people’s posts…

Oh my!

[chaoticyumelikes]

Dark Danny x Gn! Reader

Warnings: this is NOT a healthy relationship.

"Phantom" is a word that was almost considered taboo to even utter in fear that it would summon the very being every human has learnt to fear.

The entity who knows no empathy as he spreads his chaos and destruction, playing with every life along the way.

The only safe place was behind the shield. Most civillians were safe there and you were no exception. This doesn't mean of course the Phantom wouldn't test the shield time and time again fighting with Valerie and others who would defend it.

But this time Valerie was on the floor, knocked out cold, while The Phantom was looming over the other fighters. Suddenly you moved automatically to her aid. You don't know how to fight nor how the Hell did you ever think this was a good idea but you reached her and tried to drag her away towards the safety of the wall and that's when he noticed you in your struggle. He slowly made his way to you chuckling, a sound devoid of any happiness yet amusement.

"Need any help with that?" he pointed at the injured Valerie as if he was trying to help you move furniture.

"S-Stay away!" the weakness in your voice was evident and he laughed mockingly raising his hands in false defense.

"Oh no! Please have mercy on me!"

"Please! J-Just s-stay away!"

"Oh? First you threaten me and now you beg? And here I was just trying to help you with that... Soon to be dead weight."

At this you shielded Valerie while still trying to drag her away.

"Awwww~ Isn't friendship so great? ~~" But thankfully for you the cavalry arrived and while some fought the menace others helped you get Valerie to safety.

"Another time then?" he smiled at you as his attention was now on the new armed targets.

After all the wounded were safe, Valerie chewed your ear off about how dangerous and empty headed going out to get her was. She made it clear at least five times how horrible she would feel if something had happened to you at the hands of that monster.

Your cellphone buzzed with notifications but you only looked at it once Valerie had dismissed you. You looked at the device and noticed messages from an unknown number.

"Monster? Well that's a bit harsh don't you think?"

"What the - -" before you could finish the unknown sender kept going.

"I mean she could at least be thankful I let her live. And be thankful for you for saving her from being a stain on the pavement."

Your eyes went wide at this, it was HIM, you felt the urge to go to Valerie only for the phone to buzz again with a new message." Ah ah ah! I wouldn't do that if I were you~" and attached came a gif, a silly figure wagging their finger no." If someone were to know we are in contact... Well not only they would bitterly regret it but could you imagine if they think we are working together? "

Before you could protest that there's no proof of that, your phone began acting crazy and suddenly it was like a whole message history that never happened appeared on your screen.

" How about now? More believable? " your eyes scanned the made up messages in absolute horror about the implications.

"Oh and btw" he wrote "Do not 'ghost' me. I do not like to be ignored."

From that moment on you never knew peace.

From time to time he would message you. Some messages were innocent enough. Asking how you have been, what was your favorite color and so on and so forth.... Selfies of him flying over some actually beautiful scenery with cheesy lines such as "thinking of you!" or "isn't this masterpiece beautiful? I mean me not the landscape! 😉" You simply couldn't piece together if this was a mind game or if he was just that bored and wanted a friend.... A thought you quickly discarded when his messages were dangerous. Sometimes, not often, he would take a picture and make you decide the fate of whatever it was. He would also give you a time limit for your answer. Needless it is to say that if you'd dare ignore him he would destroy whatever the real content of those pictures were.

●Whenever he fights near the shield and you happen to be watching he puts on an extra flare to all his fighting moves showing himself off to you. He thrives on all of your attention. So much so that if he is close enough you can see him winking at you or blowing you a kiss. He also tries to coax you out of that silly shield, either by talking to you, luring you to him, or by hurting someone making you come out of hiding to be the wonderful little hero. Only to feel the subtle graze of his claws on your skin or hair making you run away faster back to safety.

●Some have noticed his attention on you. Enough that many cut all ties to you due to fear. Others consider using you as bait but thankfully Valerie is now overprotective of you and shuts those plans down.

●If someone were to hurt you... Even emotionally.... Oh boy...He will make them suffer. Do not misinterpret him however. It is not such a thing as good will on his behalf but rather his narcissistic nature to protect what he considers his. And he DOES consider you HIS. Whether as a pet or a toy it remains everyone's guess.

●Valerie however has strong theories as to why he is behaving like this so she absolutely FORBIDS you from trespassing the shield.

●Meantime he keeps trying to lure you out. His messages inviting you to come to him. He promised he wouldn't hurt you. He would take you to see all the places he'd take pictures of. Were you to accept his invites he would change his ways, he'd make far much less victims.

●He began to make little trades with you. A few minutes of your time with him out of the shield in exchange for his attacks to be softer or non-existent. At this type of stakes you felt like you had no choice but to sneak out of the safety of the shield to go to him. He would, of course help you out at sneaking around by messing with the security cameras. Now within his grasp he would usually fly with you away to some location or the other to talk privately. It is innocent enough and people get to be safe from him so win win.

●Each time he sneaks you back in, he gets more and more reluctant to let you go. He always gives you some poor excuse as to why he takes the longer flight there (like the wind being too strong), why he takes a lot of time before setting you down (you are just so warm just a few more minutes).

●He takes his possession of you increasingly serious. He knows one day he won't let you get back but, for you he is patient. He wants you to go to him. To beg him to take you away just as fervently as you beg him to spare something or someone.

●The day finally came. He had pinned Valerie to a wall by her neck and turned to you. All you could do was only beg for her fate. He then proposed a trade. Valerie's life in exchange for your undying loyalty to him. Despite Valerie's desperate pleas for you not to do that, while Dark Danny's fist was increasingly closing around her neck, you finally gave in. You looked into his eyes as you accepted his terms, your words between fear and tears sounding so sweet to his ears. His hand released Valerie's throat and he wrapped it around you pulling you close to him peppering kisses all over your face. "Good." he said as you finally let your stubborness crumble into the very ground you are leaving with him. Valerie stumbled coughing crying for him to give you back. His laughter a nightmarish sound to her as he flies away with you, his very own extention of himself.

[sunmoonstarsflowers]

Intuitive Reading: What makes you a Badass?

[ I hope you'd resonate with my message and if you don't, it's alright, perhaps there's another message coming for you.,

I'm not a professional and this is strictly for entertainment purposes, please don't use it as an alternative to any kind of professional advice. If you're actually going through something, it would be better to contact a professional.]

Choose a gif that really attracts you or calls to you:

Pile 1 Pile 2

Pile 3 Pile 4

Pile 1

You're elegant and the biggest strength is that you believe in yourself even after phases of self doubt. It's builds up and it gets better everytime you feel like you're falling. Someone who'd look deep into your eyes would be able to tell that you're fearless. Again, you might fall but you stand up again and you stand up stronger. Do you have Saturn in 5th or Chiron in 5th? You give me 5th house vibes and also, Libra and venus. You should believe more in your beauty. You're crazy beautiful and talented. Moreover, if you don't believe in your talents and beauty, I know you have great potential to build your confidence in them and to enhance them. Also, sometimes people might doubt you, which would make you doubt yourself. I get that's your energy right now. You'll start feeling like the gif I used for Pile 1 after some time, like a month. You should be focusing on yourself, your hobbies, things you've been putting off since some time. Do what you were once good at and believe in that version of yourself. You'll regain your confidence and will definitely feel invincible then. ❤️

Pile 2

I think you're someone who's fun and quirky and being who you are, you have, in a way, learnt how to not care about what most people say. You've learnt to believe in yourself. And this is such a rare thing to be honest. You've learnt how to believe in yourself and its an unfathomable task for a lot of people. You have learnt the difference what it means to be wary of an instinct and confident of another. To know when your mistake is gonna put you in a path you don't wanna take and to know what mistakes are important for you to grow and learn or just simply enjoying your time in the world. You're also focused. You're focused but on the things that the world considers comparatively useless, but you stand your ground, even if it isn't a conventional thing. Also, do you like color blue? Or yellow? It feels like you might have phases where sometimes you have high confidence while sometimes you get low confidence. Don't let the lower times get you. You have to potential to genuinely, from your deepest point, to be a truly confident person. Embrace your imperfections, struggles, as well as talents and wins. ❤️

Pile 3

Waah Pile 3, you're savage. Like you may or may not say it in words or show it on the surface but your savage. You have that 'I'm the boss' mentality and its not ignorant, it's rightful and well deserved. You have been through such phases and cycles which had made you very resilient, things touch you but can never break you. I wish, you guys, accept love, don't be too hard on yourself. You're keen and you don't trust anyone easily, so you might have surveyed people and thier actions enough until now, so learn to melt for the right ones. I know its scary, but learn to soften, it won't hurt you because you aren't a kind of person who lets go of thier boundaries. Your life built your confidence and resilience the hard way. You're strong, you're fire. When you walk, you walk with purpose. This was about the greater energy you embody but remember to soften yourself. You might have your weapons and armours on most of the time, and you don't wanna end up as a mighty but lonely castle. If you don't give time and if you don't put your weapons down on your allies and friends, you might lose them. And trust me, in the end you'll appreciate thier presence more than anything. ❤️ Check the line with highlighted 3 in pile 4.

Pile 4

You're serene. You're empathetic and caring. You're calm when there's chaos around. Not that calm though, but you function at much calmer vibe than most around you. What actually makes you Badass is that you don't let things get to you. You and pile 3 have this in common, that you don't let things cross that door in your heart and rob you off of peace. But you two have very different ways of handling that discomfort. Pile 3 attacks while you, pile 4 defend. You aren't really fighting against each other, I feel you're more likely to be friends, but that's how you act when someone or something attacks you. And you protect too. You're an earthly energy, elder sibling vibes. Another thing that makes you a Badass is that you're adamant, you don't let go of your beliefs, you question them but you don't abandon them. You think in the terms of your family or community. You don't neglect yourself but your major focus is on the whole community. And actually, another badass thing about you is that you really care for yourself, I feel that you never miss your skincare routine, am I right? Apart from that you might have some rituals for yourself that you always fulfill no matter what. These traits make you incredibly amazing. ❤️

Thank you so much. Your feedback is appreciated. ✨

[starmanbyler]

analysing mike’s monologue and the ending of st4 subsequently

i made a bit of a theory on tiktok a while ago but now i’m on tumblr i’ve decided to develop it further.

first of all i’m gonna talk about the context on mike’s monologue, and how el escaped the vines.

the vines were controlled by the upside down, so el would have had to use her powers to move them.

el was clearly struggling, as she was being choked and very exhausted, so mike tried to use his monologue to help motivate her. throughout most of his ‘confession’ there’s no improvement. the vines continue to tighten around el’s neck, until the end of his speech, where she sees max on the verge of death.

i see a lot of bylers arguing that it was the sight of max that helped el to use her powers, not the monologue, but i think it may have helped too.

it’s mentioned in 2x07 and 4x06 that el can strengthen her powers using something that makes her sad and/or angry. she learns this from both kali and vecna (both also have powers, and from the same lab)

they’re the only people that know this fact, because they have experience with having powers. el knows and presumably the other kids in the lab, but that’s not relevant.

maybe the strength for el to use her powers comes from her anger towards mike. in the scene with kali, el has a flashback to seeing mike with max, and feeling angry at him which could possibly foreshadow this situation. el is angry at mike because she knows that he’s lying to her during the monologue. alternatively, it could just be because she thinks something is going on between will and mike. this would also explain why she’s so distant in the time following the speech at the end of season 4. when will asks if el has talked to mike at all he says ‘no, not much.’ people overlook this far too often.

anyway, mike doesn’t know about the anger being used to strengthen powers. he assumes that a love confession will help el to fight on. it’s sort of a cliché, and it also reminds me of a certain quote from will in the van scene…

the fact that the camera focuses on mike there makes me think it was intended to show that mike learnt something that might be useful later…

mike is CLUELESS. he genuinely thinks will’s monologue is about eleven, so he uses will’s feelings to figure out how to help eleven, but this doesn’t work, because they aren’t actually el’s feelings.

mike assumes that ‘like she’s better for being different’ applies to el’s powers, when it’s actually about will’s feelings towards mike/being gay. so what he thinks is that he makes el feel better about her powers, and that this encourages her to fight on.

this is far from the truth, which makes it sort of funny how oblivious mike is, because it’s mentioned many times, mike doesn’t make el feel better about her powers, he makes her feel worse. like a monster.

gif by @kaypeace21

there might be more examples of this, but i can’t be bothered to find them all. it’s clear just from watching the show to know this is how el feels. it’s why mike looks so surprised when will tells him this. el has told him that she thinks he sees her as a monster, so for him to be told he makes el feel better about her powers is surprising and relieving. this is why he mentions her powers so much in the monologue.

‘you make her feel better for being different, and that gives her the courage to fight on.’

mike thinks that reassuring el that her powers are good, will encourage her:

he tells her to fight, like will said: fight on.

this shows that mikes monologue is in direct response to will’s in the van scene.

will tells mike the truth about himself, masked as eleven’s feelings, and this is what mike wants to hear. he wants to know that he’s needed, and that he makes el feel better about herself, and that he won’t lose her.

but the truth is, will is the one who needs him, he makes will feel better about himself, and he won’t lose will.

mike thought that the monologue to el was what she needed. but will is the one that needs it. this makes me think that there will probably be a genuine byler confession that parallels this in season 5. will being in danger somehow, and mike using a similar but more genuine and emotional confession to encourage him.

[dimpledpran]

8 Shows to Get to Know Me

I was tagged by the lovely @talays-portkey and @i-got-the-feels​ !

1. Ghost Whisperer (2005-2010) I think this was the first show that i actually tried to watch as it was airing. I still remember waiting for 10pm every Friday, whether everyone else was awake or not. I think I watched all the way from Season 1-4, until it stopped airing on our local channel. 

2. Glee (2009-2015)  Honestly this was my introduction to the English music scene. I did not grow up listening to English songs, so my initial playlist was basically Disney Channel artists and Glee covers. As a music lover, I just enjoyed listening to their takes of the songs. I think I stopped watching somewhere during Season 3, and only did the Cory tribute episode after that.

3. Teen Wolf (2011-2017)  This was the first show that I started reading fanfics for. Well I started reading before I watched it, but Sterek stole my heart. I was very into the series, to the point that I watched Season 3B in one night because I had to find out what happened. Dumb me thought it was a good idea to start a new season at 8pm at night. I stayed up through the night, and texted my friend at 6am to yell about the whole thing. And they replied that it is too early to be awake to scream about it. “What do you mean wake up and watch it. I haven’t slept yet” So yeah. Stiles is my baby, and I will protect him with my life.

4. The Untamed (2019)  My friend recommended this to a few of us during covid lockdown, and I am very glad she did. It really opened me up to a whole new world. This show had such a grip on me. To the point that I started a new side blog for it, and learnt how to make edits for it. I got to know so many incredible people through the network cos of this show. It was such a brilliant show! The plot is so intricate! It has angst and heartache and amazing costumes and stunning sets and a cast who honestly killed it. Definitely a show that I would recommend to everyone. 

5. Bad Buddy (2021-2022)  Obviously I can’t go without talking about BB here. Have you seen my blog URL? Till BB, I never watched a show as it was airing. I usually wait for it to end and then binge, or start watching it just in time for the finale. But I kept seeing gifs on tumblr and it made me want to check it out. And boy am I glad I did it. It was such a fun experience to watch it live and scream on a weekly basis. For some reason the hold that this show has on me seems to be lifelong? I have no complaints though. I am still enjoying all the BB brainrot. Pran is my baby. I have never related to a character as much as I relate to him. He is so precious to me. And this show just blends angst with humour and a touch of reality so well. I am making it my personal mission to read through every Patpran fic on AO3. This show made me want to try writing. I cannot explain how much this show means to me. A definite must-watch as well!

6. Arivaan (2019-2020)  So my sister told me that this is my kind of show and made me watch it. I started it while she was halfway through, and finished it way before her. It was right up my alley. The whole premise is about trying to identify a serial killer who has been murdering women, and leaves an origami paper crane behind. There is a police officer who manages to find these clues and tries to identify him, but the killer disappears and due to personal issues he end up leaving the force. Years later the killer is back and he somehow gets roped into it again, but his partner is now leading the case, and is finding out things that he doesn’t really want to. And I really enjoyed the way it was taken, and the I am really hoping that there will be a Season 2 for this. 

7. Paava Kadhaigal (2020)  Honestly no show has made me as mad as this has, and that is totally the point. (Although I am totally gonna be ignoring the second episode. That does not exist to me) It is an anthrological series, with 4 3 episodes touching on different hard topics/issues prevalent in society. The way it was taken , the music, THE CAST, EVERYTHING WAS BRILLIANT!! I had to pause it and just scream on twitter to release all the frustration that this brought up. Which means it really did its job well. I have not watched this series  since the first time, but trust me when I say I remember every detail because it has such a lasting impact. Especially the first and the last. I was bawling.  NOTE: This can be very highly triggering, so please do check out the synopsis before you watch it. Or feel free to hit me up with any questions, or just scream about it if you do check it out. 

8. 3 Will Be Free (2019)  Insane plot with amazing characters with so much depth. Loved that each character was so complex. There is no character that is purely good or bad, like it was so real, and you feel for them all equally. This really set a standard that no other show has reached so far. I need another series like this. And of course anyone who put Tay Tawan in funky suits gets a plus from me. Also more female characters need to have guns!!

Honorary Mentions: Mindhunter: This would have been number 8, if it wasnt cancelled!! The casting directors for this deserve all the bonuses for how creepily identical the actors look to the actual serial killers! It was so interesting to try and get into the head of the serial killers and understand why they did what they did. LOVED IT!!! Until We Meet Again: This used to be my favourite BL series until Bad Buddy took over. I loved Fluke’s effortless acting. He is brilliant. And I love the whole concept of reincarnation and finding you soulmate. And this did it so well with the angst and touch of humour and romance. And of course TeamWin stole my heart. 

Theory Of Love: Honestly, wasn’t that much of a fan the first time I watched it. But the redemption arc is so goood, that I felt so much for Khai the second time I watched it. That train station scene just lives in my head. So for rewatch factor, this deserves a honorary mention.

The Good Place, Word Of Honor, We Best Love, Stranger Things, RE:Mind

Tagging: @highwarlockkareena , @eohachu , @markpakin , @fangrui , @fuujiikaze , @gege @seawherethesunsets @gaiamochi (no pressure)

[tarosin]

The great adventures of y/n, Tommy, Jack and Tubbo

Requested:yes/no

Pairing: Platonic jack/tommy/tubbo/reader

Summary: another day another adventure

Content warning: cursing / I didn't proof read

An: reader has bright unnatural hair I wrote a lot, I can't figure out how to add read more on mobile I'm sorry

The music you were currently listening to was interrupted by the discord group notifying you that you have a new message.

Tommy: Y/N HOW BUSY ARE YOU TUBBO HAS COME TO VISIT AND JACK IS HERE

y/n: I mean I've currently got hair dye on but it’s being washed off and dried in around 20 minutes, why?

y/n: WAIT TUBBO?!?!

tubbo: oh yeah I forgot to tell you

y/n: how did you forget you know what nevermind, I’m glad you’re here :]

jack: we should be here in an hour so you have plenty of time to get ready

tubbo: what colour dye y/n

y/n: you’ll see soon enough as apparently, you’re all showing up at my house

Tommy: I suggest you wear comfortable shoes

y/n: I am terrified

Tommy: you have nothing to fear... for now

•••

luckily it had only taken you just over 40 minutes to get ready giving you roughly 20 minutes to prepare for the adventure ahead. or so you thought, as soon as you sat down ready to check your phone the sound of Tommy and tubbo laughing could be heard from your room, jack sent a message “hey we got here extremely early I’m sorry there’s no rush the others have been distracted by dreams music :)”

grabbing a backpack from next to your bed you had quickly chucked your phone and purse into the bag unsure as to what you’re going to need today.

•••

as soon as you opened the door you were met with an ecstatic tubbo who instantly pulled you into a hug unable to contain their excitement of seeing their friend

“I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN AGES YOUVE CHANGED SO MUCH LOOK AT YOUR HAIR”

“I look exactly the same”

“Now I’m no genius y/n but last time we spoke you didn’t have unnatural hair”

you paused for a moment as tubbo had a point the last time you and tubbo were on face time your hair was classed as a natural colour however today as a fuck you to your school which didn’t allow unnatural hair you decided to dye it your favourite colour.

“you raise a fair point now if you don’t mind releasing me from your grasp I have to lock the door so no one gets in”

•••

“Tommy unlock the door let tubbo and y/n in”

“Y/N YOU'RE HERE- HOLY SHIT YOUR HAIR! JACK ARE YOU SEEING THIS”

“Hello to you too Tommy”

“well if we weren’t going to get noticed at the shopping centre earlier y/ns bright fucking hair will definitely cause people to notice us”

“oh I’m sorry I didn’t expect to be going shopping with a bunch of Minecraft streamers today”

“don’t you stream Minecraft?”

“This isn’t about me jack”

the trip to the shops was surprisingly relaxing y/n sat at the front listening to jack sing along to songs playing on the radio, however, it was clear the boys had something they weren’t telling y/n which became evident through Tommy and tubbo bickering in the back of the car about who was going to tell them. it was a relatively short journey due to the fact you lived close to the city centre

•••

“let’s go shopping boys” Tommy practically yelled to everyone, tubbo held his phone in your direction then looked towards you, nodding at him you grabbed his phone and began recording

“I'm vlogging”

Tommy walked over “YEAHHHHH”

walking past cex you had to put up with Tommy making sex jokes until you made it to game, you stood holding back your laugh as you filmed Tommy and tubbo fighting about who’s paying whilst jack went off to buy a Minecraft squishy and mug despite everyone’s arguments against it. soon enough fans came over asking for photos with you all once the group of fans left jack took over recording for tubbo whilst you went off to quickly buy some games that you could play on stream.

•••

“want a wig bro? jack!”

the four of you walked into the shop, you couldn’t help but stand in awe looking at all the bright colours already questioning what colour to dye your hair next the sound of Tommy and jack being amazed pulled you out of your thoughts

“Gogy goggles, I’m actually buying them”

“i wan’t a pair”

“no, you’re getting a wig jack”

“I don’t want a wig I want George”

“y/n has bright hair and they’re not complaining”

“what do you have against people with colourful hair jack hmm?”

•••

“I'm not happy”

“you look lovely jack”

“we’re getting so many looks”

tubbo stopped everyone to ‘fix’ jacks wig which resulted in everyone laughing once you had finally stopped laughing you noticed tubbo had walked off and you were convinced jack had randomly decided to record strangers until you saw tubbo going up and down escalators

“oh there he goes again”

“pov you’re thinking about bees”

“where to next boys?”

Tommy pointed towards the lift

“Is this a lift for us”

Tommy noticed the safety sign and automatically made comments about it

“keeping us all safe is what I would say if I wasn’t carrying a knife”

“oh same Tommy”

“look you can see me”

taking that as an invitation to join the vlog you stood behind tubbo and pointed at the sign again and looked at Tommy and jack

“keeping us all safe is what I would say if we weren’t about to do this-“

the three of you went to jump up and down

“NO”

the four of you quietly left the lift however you were convinced that the public heard Tommy comment on having a knife and you threatening to jump as once the lift opened everyone was staring at you but it could also be due to the fact you had brightly coloured hair and somehow convinced jack to keep the wig on, you all spent a long time trying to convince Tommy to get a new outfit, eventually you went into another shop a certain keyboard caught your eye

“I’ve found my home, ill stay here at the gamer bunker”

you decided now was the perfect time to sneak off to buy the keyboard that had caught your eye, once tubbo noticed it was too late you stood holding the bag with your purchase leaving you stood in the middle of the shop defending your purchase to him claiming that it was a business expense and not just because you thought it looked cool.

“you told me you wanted to save your money”

“it lights up tubbo and it fits the vibe of my room”

Tommy placed his arm on your head treating you as an armrest as you were shorter than him and he knew it annoyed you

“they have a point tubbo it lights up”

once the recording ended you made your way back to the car

“say y/n you wouldn’t mind if me Tommy and jack stayed the night as tomorrow we were thinking-“

“sure thing”

“YESSSSSS”

•••

the next day you were woken up at 9 am by Tommy stood at the foot of your bed

“hi y/n”

“WHAT THE FUCK- oh hi Tommy Jesus christ do you know how horrifying that was to wake up to”

“Sorry bout that but if I didn’t wake you up now you’d only wake up in the afternoon and we need to go soon I’ll leave you to get ready”

you noticed a note was next to a jumper on the floor ‘hi, thanks for letting us stay the night I really liked your hoodie so I decided to wear it today here’s mine in exchange- Tubbo :D’

normally you’d be concerned that someone stole your hoodie as you live with your parents however today was an exception once you were all ready you set off jack pulled into a McDonald's drive-through so you could all get breakfast

“nice hoodie y/n”

“Thanks, someone took mine and decided to make a trade”

“you’re welcome”

the journey was quiet again you sat next to tubbo in the back Tommy sat at the front screaming at jack and trying to distract him and people around you decided to took a picture with tubbo who now had his arm wrapped around you as it was rather cold in the car and posted it to Twitter ‘@ ranboosaysstuff wish you were here :D’ less than a minute later you received 2 notifications ‘ranboosaysstuff replied to your tweet: same’ ‘ ranboosaysstuff has tweeted: *the spongebob gif*’

•••

soon enough you all arrived at mint golf to say you we’re excited would be an understatement

“can I get the shortest club you have”

you stood hiding your face in the jumper tubbo left you whilst you laughed a few minutes later you received a call from ranboo the others said they’d sort everything for you whilst you answered

“what’s up tall one”

“stay safe okay”

“ranboo it’s mini-golf I’m not fighting criminals”

“yes but I know how clumsy you are”

“first of all rude second of all fuck you third of all jealousy isn’t a good look on you” you managed to say through laughter

“jokes aside please come to the UK boo”

“oh sure I’ll go book a plane ticket now” *ranboo ended the call*

ranboo made jokes like that before however this time sounded a lot more serious and you had no idea why he called you so you made a mental note to call him again later. once with friends again you were met with Tommy telling the worker all about you all

“yeah we’re big on the influencing”

“What on earth did I walk in on”

“no time to explain let’s go golf”

you were handed a club and a ball and were dragged away by jack

•••

tubbo joked about getting a hole on one as soon as it was his go, you bet £10 with jack he wouldn't

“hand over the money y/n”

you looked at Tommy who was now recording you handing jack the money “so today we have learnt to not underestimate your friends and that gambling is bad. you lose your money to a tall bald guy”

to put it politely you and Tommy found out that mini golf is not your calling in life

“ill stick to streaming“

“you’re both losing by the way”

“yeah well- why and how does tubbo have soup”

tubbo stood cradling the soup as though it was a child

“Some things I can’t explain to you”

you stood tilting your head to the side questioning where the hell he got soup from

“eh”

“soups like a small child I take care of it as if it was my own”

you couldn’t contain your laughter at this point the confused faces of your friends alongside tubbos happiness of soup sent you over the edge so you decided to just sit down before you fall as your knees were already weak from laughing too much

“where did you get the soup from”

“I manifested it”

•••

after a few solid minutes of arguing over soup you and Tommy dropping the phone you all continued with bowling.

“tubbo get out of the way of my dream ball”

you stood recording jack cheering him on tubbo had different plans and kicked the ball away resulting in jack giving up and copying what you had been doing most of the rounds, after missing the hole 3 times each go, picking up the ball and placing it in the hole however again he missed

“you can’t be serious”

“golf isn’t for everyone big man”

Tommy took the phone from you to record “pov you’re me golfing”

•••

“how do we get across there”

“probably the bridge”

Tommy pulled to rope moving the bridge across the gap

“Why thank you, Tommy, wouldn’t have been able to do it without you”

you laughed

“you're extremely welcome y/n it was extremely easy because I’m a big muscly man”

golf was finally going well till you hit the ball a bit too hard causing it to go over the fence tubbo was able to get the ball back

“I’ve been watching a lot of doctor shows” you stood amazed at how far you made the ball go

“see the issue is its mini golf. if this was regular golf I'd have got a hole in one I'm telling you”

•••

“I'm never being in your vlog again”

jack looked at you and tubbo who was now laughing at you pretending to worship the can of soup in the hole

“Tommy please come back”

the rest of the game was chaos, you kept missing the hole then claiming to rage quit golf tubbo and Tommy kept making jokes jack left his drink somewhere then had to go back and find it, no one had been paying attention to you which allowed you to take the score sheet and make it so you had won the game eventually he game was over you had declared yourself the champion of golf despite the fact everyone was better than you including Tommy

•••

the journey back was chaos you called ranboo who claimed he only called you to plan a video/stream with you however it was clear that wasn’t the reason tubbo whispered to you so no one could hear

“I think he wants to be here with us I think he’s jealous”

you laughed and nodded

“of course”

eventually, you all made it back to yours, ranboo said goodbye to everyone then ended the call now it was time for you to say your goodbyes. since your love language was physical touch you hugged everyone. As you walked into your house Tommy yelled “Y/N HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT PLANES”

[aussie-tea]

how is s*ylvie not a mary sue?

I have been waiting YEARS for this question. (Well not years because Loki only came out (😉) like mere months ago, but you know what I mean).

To start off here's a definition of a "Mary Sue" so we are all on the same page.

Mary Sue: A Mary Sue is a type of fictional character, usually a young woman, who is portrayed as unrealistically free of weaknesses.

Now, the reason I was so excited to finally get a chance to answer this is because when there's a character I really love, the only thing I love to talk about more than their strengths is their flaws and weaknesses.

Because ALL good characters have them, and, to me, they just add to the loveability of the character. And Sylvie, despite what many people are saying, is certainly not an exception.

One of the first flaws we notice about Sylvie is actually shown before we fully meet her. She is shown about twice in her first three main scenes that she is not the best strategist.

Although Sylvie is well versed in quick decision-making from her life on the run, she is still quite prone to errors in judgment. She gave the little French child a piece of candy which was a HUGE clue to her hideout which, ultimately, lead Loki and TVA to Roxxcart.

Sylvie would have known that the TVA would have searched the cathedral after she attacked that group of minutemen, and thus, would have easily found the child and the obviously period-inaccurate sweets.

The only thing I can think of to explain her actions was that the child caught her in the act, she worried they would spill the beans, gave the child candy to shut it up. A quick decision that didn't end up working in her favour.

Sylvie's poor strategies and planning are also shown WHEN SHE CLEARLY DIDN'T CHARGE HER TEMPAD FOR HER YEARS-IN-THE-MAKING-PLAN.

It's possible that the TemPad was only charged for the amount of trips Sylvie thought she would need. Hence, only one more trip out of the TVA after killing the Time Keepers. But even if this was the case, it shows an incredible lack of preparation on her part if things did go awry.

This is one of the most interesting things about Sylvie that I really love; she seems to genuinely lack good strategist and sly behaviour. This hugely sets Sylvie apart from the most recognizable trait of our original Loki.

Apart from the finale, she is rarely deceptive when trying to achieve her goals. She doesn't ever try to pretend to be on the TVA's side, or charm her way in, or disguise herself as a minuteman.

No. Instead, she goes for the classic warrior approach; distract the enemy, and then use brute force to get to the Time Keeper's chamber and kill them.

TALK about under-prepared; homegirl legit at the time of her attack didn't even know that her powers were useless inside the TVA.

I think Loki puts it perfectly:

Sylvie isn't a good strategist. At least, not to the same extent Loki is. She's a fighter and often relies solely on physical skills to achieve her goals, often to her failure.

From this, we can deduct that Sylvie is impatient, reckless to a fault, and, often, idealistic about how her plans should work out. despite obviously not putting too much thought into them im sorry sylvie i love you but not knowing your magic wouldn't work in the tva is something i cant forgive.

These qualities (impatient, reckless, and idealistic) also weave themselves into her fighting style. I firstly want to be clear that I LOVE SYLVIE'S FIGHTING STYLE. Seriously, it's one of my favourite things about her.

Sylvie's a brawler, which is a product of obviously never being professionally trained like almost all our other MCU characters. What she knows, she's learnt on the street, her own personal battlefield.

However, a flaw of this is that she's is not as swift and quick on her feet as other character's like Loki.

[Two gifs are pictured above.]

[First gif: Sylvie takes a swing at Loki with her sword. He dodges her attempt and locks her arms behind her back. Second gif: Sylvie lifts her foot to kick Ravonna, who grabs her leg and throws her to the ground.]

Both gifs above picture moments in this six-episode show where Sylvie uses her full body towards this one move. These moves leave her horrendously open to her opponents' advances, which ultimately leads to her being briefly overpowered in each fight.

The last point I'll make is, admittedly, a little bit of a sneaky cheat as I mention one of Sylvie's strengths, her perceptiveness, but I love this parallel so much I couldn't not include it.

So we all remember the kiss scene. Sylvie used Loki's emotions as a distraction so that she can get the upper hand in the fight. (Clarification: I do not believe the kiss was meaningless to Sylvie but I do also believe that one of the intentions with the kiss was for it to be used as a distraction.)

The thing is, how did Sylvie know that this would work on Loki? She's already known him to be incredibly aware of his surroundings and virtually impossible to trick.

The answer: she knows he's a Loki. And she knows she's a Loki. She knows that Lokis have a tendency to get easily distracted by their emotions which can cause them to lose focus of their surrounding.

How does she know that? Because it's happened to her before.

It's canon, Sylvie knew the kiss would distract Loki because she knew he would feel the same way she felt when he comforted her in the Time-Keepers' chamber which thus made her blissfully unaware of Ravonna approaching.

All in all, Sylvie does have beautiful flaws and we love her for it, thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.

Now, someone play John Legend's 'All of Me';

'Cause all of me Loves all of you Love your curves and all your edges All your perfect imperfections