#Bird nerd oops

[charliebughug]

I Saw a cool bird.

≈WOAH! COOL BIRD!!!≈ ≈american crows are so cool, they are hella intelligent and can remember human faces, and even make deals with them sometimes like bringing shiny things for bread or other foods≈ ≈they also have their own specialized calls for different things like mating, hello, goodbye, and for their offspring≈

[blushblushbear]

cashew headcanons please im so so gay for him

TIME FOR DIS NUT aka our darling little bookworm

cut cause I went on for a bit and none of it is important OOPS

okay first off since he's a college boy let's start with the fact that he has zero alcohol tolerance

like none

he'll have 2 sips of a light beer or a half a shot of malibu and he's red in the face sweating and swaying like 'oh wow, I'm really feeling it haha'

Same with coffee

anything past a normal strength cup he's VIBRATING

he doesn't have a heart condition like Nimh but give him a shot of espresso and he'll think he does

is constantly waiting for someone to ask him for book recommendations

and when they do he is sponge bob's eager face BOY IS OVER THE MOON

also he doesn't just read good books

he'll literally read anything

he ADORES trashy novels

especially if they're spicy *eyebrow wiggle*

he recognizes they aren't good but they are so wild and out of pocket like

WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE'S SECRETLY HIS EX'S BROTHER AND ALSO HIS STEP MOM'S LOVER AND DATING HIS EVIL SECRET HALF COUSIN WHOSE TRYING TO KILL THEIR UNCLE AND HIS DAD BUT CAUGHT FEELINGS AND IS NOW PLOTTING TO TAKE HIM HOSTAGE ////WHAT?!////

he'd love shows like gossip girl and pretty little liars if they were BOOKS instead

except OOPS they are actually and he'd love to infodump about that little fact to me if I let him (at least I think they both are?? I know pretty little liars is-- THAT PLOT IS /NUTS/)

honestly he loves when things are written well but he also loves when plots are NUTS

the only kind of nuts he can have

well... second kind

he'd be a secret college slut (respectfully and also def not actually a secret) if he wasn't head over heels for you

now he's just in your dms/texts constantly

his family is just as quiet and mousey as he is

everyone is just as nerdy

though his dad doesn't read as much-- he's more tv and movies and games nerd

he gets his love of books from his mom's side

he'd KILL to be a librarian

or work at a bookstore

English major vibes

but not just vibes that actually is his major lol

has def had a crush on 3 different librarians growing up and 1 creative writing teacher

can't math for shit

his favorite parts of campus friends taking him on nights out is him getting to read in little corners he can find and the 3am breakfasts at the local diner

I've talked about this before but him Nimh and Poe are in a book club together

he thinks Nimh is the coolest cause he's a PA for a publisher

can read a harry potter length book series in an afternoon (also hates terfs <3 )

his favorite genres are romance of any kind but he does have a special fondness for the trashier romances, fantasy, and he does love a mystery but mostly cause he can never see the twists coming

the smartest idiot you'll ever meet

or maybe he's the dumbest smart guy???

either way he is both very clever and very simple all at once

also very well meaning

incapable of wrong

only of oops

(a lot of oops actually, he's kinda clumsy)

once went a whole day without eating cause someone recommended a new series and he LIKED IT VERY MUCH

I wish for the life of me I could remember ANY book series atm

I know of a few by like--- vaguely what they're about but I can't remember their names

he could though

he will spend whole dates telling you the plot of a book series in great detail

loves pets

not great with them

also low key allergic to a few

big rip cause he loves cuddles

cries over a cat at a distance while sniffing

also really likes birds

met a few birds as a squirrel and now he knows Poe who was a bird so like--

birds are buds of his

can't say no to something cute

cute eraser, cute pen, cute notebook, cute cookie, cute you

just can't refuse cute

would totally rock a cottage core vibe if he could manage to keep a plant alive

he lost his ficus Marcel and he's still low key getting over it

uses a wallet sized photo of you as a book mark

def has you or a pic of you and him as a lock screen

the home screen is a pic of a page of a book

is very good at those 'name the book this opening line is from' challenge

good omens, both the book and the show, WRECKED HIM

actually good omens was his fav book to screen adaption thus far

he has a few others but he's more excited about good omens

wants to be friends with Aziraphale

I could ramble on forever but I think I'll end it here

loves that hack where you put cheese on ramen

[by-speaker]

Halloween Party (ENG. VER.)

Prompts by @raven-cincaide-words

(I did my best, I don't go out much, sorry) Missa was waiting for her boyfriend at the entrance of Roier's house, they had recently received the invitation to the party, and they were both quite excited to go. As a good Halloween party was all about costumes, they had decided to go as the most iconic gothic couple of all time, Morticia and Gomez Adams. 

His mother had insisted on taking him to the party, so he had to wait for Phil, who lived a couple of houses down from Roier's house. 

“Missa!” his boyfriend shouted when he was already a block away from the party. 

‘Philza!’ Missa shouted as he saw his boyfriend running with all his might, and then grabbed him in his arms and spun him around. 

‘Missa,’ said the boy with a goofy smile on his lips. 

‘Philza,’ said Missa with the same goofy smile and honeyed tone. They both looked at each other for a couple more seconds, enjoying the sight of each other. Philza gave him a couple more twirls before setting Missa down on the ground, pulling a rose out of his pocket, and making an exaggerated bow he offered it to Missa. 

‘For you, my dear Morticia.’ He said, trying not to break character. 

Missa laughed a little, but accepted the rose and tucked it behind his ear, ‘Oh, Dear Gomez, always so thoughtful.’  

Still holding hands they went to knock on the door of Roier's house, the sound of wolves howling instead of birds ringing disturbed them a little, but soon the door opened, Roier was there, in a Beetlejuice costume. 

‘Boys!’ Roier shouted, you could barely hear him over the music, ’Come in, come in, everyone's here!’ 

The house was bursting at the seams with teenagers, it was the closest thing to Philza's nightmares, but then again, his boyfriend was too sociable to miss a Roier party, and Philza, well Philza had simply hung onto Missa, like a Cinnamonroll keychain from McDonald's to an aesthetic girl's backpack. 

‘Popstar,’ Oh no, Missa and Roier were going to say hi to each other, they were going to spend three years talking shit while Philza was still standing next to them. 

‘Diva,’ Roier said snapping his fingers, just as Cellbit, dressed as Lydia, was coming down the stairs, he froze in place, just like Phil, prepared to stand there for five minutes waiting for the two of them to finish greeting each other. 

‘Come into the dining room,’ Cellbit shouted, saving the two from the eternal Mexican greeting, ’There's beer in the tub and punch in the bowl.’ 

Philza sighed in relief and dragged his boyfriend into the dining room, avoiding Roier and Missa's mindless chatter, the dining room was decorated as if someone had dragged in a bunch of appliances, smashed them up and left them there for someone else to lead with. 

‘Philza, my man,’ Philza turned and to his surprise Fit was there, dressed as Aang, ’What a surprise to see you here, what happened to you, nerd?’ 

‘My boyfriend,’ laughed Phil, ’My boyfriend happened to me.’ 

In the distance Philza heard a ‘shot, shot, shot’ and turned his head, to see that his boyfriend was drinking a line of tequila, salt and lime shots.  

‘Phil, come here, give me a kiss!’ shouted Missa. 

Phil froze in place, his cheeks turning red as he heard the whistles and whistles of his friends, ‘Yes, my darling’ said the embarrassed blond. 

Missa squealed and ran off to kiss his boyfriend, he had clearly had more than enough alcohol for the both of them. 

‘Oops Philza you don't know how much I love you.’ Missa told him. 

‘I got distracted for a second, how much tequila did you drink?’ 

Missa giggled and gave Phil lots of kisses on the lips, ‘All of it.’  

‘Let's get some water, my dearest.’ Phil said, trying to contain his laughter. 

‘No! Let's dance!’ said Missa pulling Philza onto the dance floor. 

Missa dragged his boyfriend into Roier's living room, where everyone was dancing, the music was booming off the walls, it was too hot and people couldn't move because they were so close to each other. Again, Phil's nightmare. 

‘Come on, mon cher, show me what you got!’ Missa shouted at him, staggering, but clinging to his boyfriend tightly. 

‘Whatever you want, cara mia.’

[swiftwyll]

Hello, can I ask you about your courier kids pretty please? They look very cool......

YES ABSOLUTELY I have more on Ferris than Jasper because he's Newer but here are the kids:

Ferris (they/them, 14) is a Certified Bird Nerd and grew up racing gryphon-chickens. They want to be a Captain one day (and this is only partially because they think that's the best way to get a Really Big Hat). Their favourite activities are Bird Crimes(TM) and affectionately bulling their friends.

(Bird Crimes(TM) include falling asleep in the feathers of gryphons then either a) falling out once they're in the sky or b) popping out and scaring whoever is riding the bird, as well as "walking the plank" while the Audron is in flight to play Courier Catch with said birds. The birds on board are getting Very Good at catching them, and Captain Foxskull is getting stress ulcers.)

Ferris rides a crow called Stowaway who is absolutely aiding and abetting aforementioned Bird Crimes.

They were cursed by the Maelstrom after mishandling some lightning in a bottle - this was originally going to be Wind Powers but then we got a courier with wind powers so it's turned into more of a Knowing where the Maelstrom is at any given point in time and sometimes being pulled towards certain tasks because of that luminary.

They are currently working on transcribing Coriander Swiftwell's fireside stories.

Jasper (he/him, 12) is a greenheart who wandered out of the forest near Thornvale a little while ago and has been staying with the Swiftwells ever since. He does not particularly want to be an actual courier due to a terrific fear of heights, redfeathers, and birds that are big enough to eat him. Jasper really just wants to work in accounting and help Patience Rebecca with the books for the Swiftwell Courier Service, and is largely here to have Relevant Work Experience for his resume and because Patience Rebecca thought it would be good for him.

Jasper's fear of heights is being counterweighted by Ferris "Oops Just Jumped Off A Skyship" Stormchaser, but he evens them out in other ways so it's a solid friendship

[lumin-au]

Day 5: Rest and Return from our Mini-Adventure

Packing up in Osaka, we took a moment to reflect on our stays so far.

Despite the fact that our room at the Remm in Akihabara was a third the size of our Osaka apartment at Ostay, it felt more like home.

Cozy, efficient, and just what we needed. Well, except for a place to store our ever-growing luggage.

Ostay had space, but it was the little inconveniences that added up: power outlets placed too far from where we needed them, extension cords too short to bridge the gap, a tiny TV positioned for an audience with binoculars, and Wi-Fi that barely crawled past 2 Mbps.

My phone picked up on the struggle and decided to help itself to 4GB of data downloading the next episode of Reacher on cellular. Oops. Worth it.

With our bags packed, we set off for the bullet train. Sali grabbed a coffee, and with one sip, her mood lifted instantly.

The Shinkansen ride back to Tokyo was smooth.

I tried to get some writing done, capturing every detail of our unreal dining experience at Bingo, but my laptop’s battery was dying.

The guy next to me had claimed the only outlet to charge his phone. A quick glance at his screen told me he needed it more than I did. Miraculously, I managed to finish my post just as my laptop shut down.

Saved.

Back in Akihabara, we unloaded our bags and did the most important thing first—snack run. Sali hit up 7-Eleven with 1000 yen (~10 AUD) and returned with a haul:

American dog – Crispy, fluffy batter wrapped around a processed sausage. Simple, savory, satisfying.

Curry pan – Not as good as the fresh bakery ones, but decent for a convenience store grab.

Karaage on a stick – Shockingly good. Like, restaurant-quality good.

7-Eleven in Japan continues to amaze.

Sali mentioned how packed the streets were. Should’ve expected it on a Saturday. Everyone was out making the most of the weekend. We’d burned the candle at both ends lately, so we took a well-earned nap, waking just in time to hear the city’s evening chime drifting through the air.

Apparently, this daily jingle is part of Tokyo’s emergency broadcast system, serving a dual purpose: reminding kids to head home before dark and testing the speakers. We only heard the melody, but the lyrics have an oddly eerie feel:

The sunset is the end of the day,

The bell from the mountain temple rings.

Hand in hand, let’s go back home together with the crows.

After the children are back at home,

A big and round moon shines.

When the birds dream, the brightness from the stars fills the sky.

If the streets had been empty, it would’ve been straight out of a horror story.

Evening rolled in, and we finally got around to doing laundry.

Tokyo washers? High-tech as hell. You can even set a passcode so no one swipes your underwear. Even though both Sali and I felt relatively safe, I have heard of tales of perversion being a problem. So it's a level of security I that's probably needed.

To round out the night, we dived into some Yakuza 4. When in Japan, play Japanese games.

Then, it was food hunting time.

Akihabara was packed, with lines snaking out of every decent restaurant. After some searching, we found a quiet Italian place run by Japanese. Trattoria Alioli.

Camembert entrée – Served with rock-hard bread, but once we scooped into the hot cheese with honey, it became something magical. I never liked Camembert much before, but this was an exception.

Mixed carne platter – The beef was chewy, and the pork and chicken lacked seasoning. Not worth the price… until we salvaged it with the leftover Camembert and honey, which added the flavor it was missing.

With full stomachs, we wandered into Akihabara Radio Kaikan, a multi-floor nerd paradise filled with anime statues, rare Pokémon/Magic/Yu-Gi-Oh cards, and entire shops dedicated to claw machine prizes (for those who'd rather just buy them instead of suffer through the actual machines).

Next stop: dessert. We remembered that we still needed to Jack in the Donuts. We stood in line where an impatient American dude kept pressing up against me in line, desperate to see the display case. Nowhere to move, buddy. If this is what locals mean when they talk about rude foreigners, I get it.

Thankfully, our patience paid off:

Tea donut – More like cake than a donut. Dense texture. Subtle tea flavor, but mostly vanilla. Still good.

Burnt crème brûlée donut – Thick layer of burnt caramel on top, with an over-the-top amount of dulce de leche inside. Insanely rich.

By the time we got back, our laundry was still damp after 1.5 hours in the dryer. Threw in more yen and let it go another hour, splitting the load. Still wet. I ended up spreading everything out across the floor to dry manually, which wasn’t very effective in our limited space.

Meanwhile, Sali grabbed some Strong Zeros for an anime night. I tried one. Way too strong. (Yes, I know they’re called Strong Zeros.) Sali took both. She was drunk in an instant.

We watched a few episodes of Death Parade and loved it. Especially surprising since Sali isn’t usually into anime. If you liked Squid Game, you’d probably enjoy this one too.

Death Parade Trailer

By the time we called it a night, Sali was drunk, the clothes were still damp, and we both crashed hard.

A chill, snack-filled, and satisfying day in Tokyo. Tomorrow? Ueno. And perhaps Ikebukuro. We'll see.

[m1ckeyb3rry]

Pause if Rin is Nanami does that make Nanase yuji….like their personalities kinda match up now that I think about it?? Also BAROU TODO WAIT I SEE THE VISION LMAOO something about buff giant men who have brains and are unexpectedly good companions (both platonic and romantic)

I almost forgot you’re a bonafide researcher LMAOO I forgot to mention that when you mentioned Yayoi I immediately thought of the artist

LINKEDIN goodbye. That was the last site I was expecting LMAOO

Also yup screenshots look good!! It’s funny because for fun I just started typing their names into my keyboard to see what popped up and I already like pocketed in my brain some of the same kanji that are in the pics LOL

聖子 I saw this character and immediately slapped the second character on because it does essentially mean sacred child but sometimes the sei is associated with like…saints if im remembering correctly? Like im pretty sure that if you add the typical word for like a person/profession after it it literally becomes saint so it’d be funny (dramatic irony yk) since she beat up kids HAHA

Another one I immediately thought of was 正心, second word means heart and is another way I’ve seen ko be used in some names! First kanji does mean exact and precise but it’s also used in a lot of words to mean like truth of sorts? It’s used in words like justice, genuine, authentic, etc. Thought it was kinda fitting for her vibes!

As for yayoi I also did see the first one mention pop up first when I typed it out LOL to be honest I think this one has less options that would be fitting because most of the ya kanji I guess aren’t as deep? Like there’s 8 as you saw and some kinda “filler”esque phonetics LOL I think that’s really interesting is off the bat the first substitution she suggests for the second element (yoi/oi) is most typically read as Ka if I’m not mistaken, so it just shows the versatility of the kanji and the different pronunciations that exist! I think especially with yayoi because there aren’t as many kanji that are really read by itself as yoi (usually just oi or yo as op mentioned) that it kinda gives more liberty with the name in a way? Where sometimes you get more unique readings of the character that match the pronunciation of yoi in the end. One that I had in mind immediately was 宵 which is actually fully read out as yoi, meaning evening. And what’s even MORE interesting is this kanji 鵺. It’s typically used and read as “nue” BUT there is an alternate reading of it pronounced “ya”! And guess what. This kanji with the generic bird kanji combine to make the word thrush (THE BIRD). I lost my mind when I found that out like look at the bird agenda?? But anyways those are just my thoughts and what I’ve gathered!! I’ve always found name research really interesting (excuse the nerd session but a good example of this is Bachira’s name! The ra in its most generic form I guess is rooted in the meaning to relax, so think carefree, enjoying your life, etc. Very on brand for energetic do things that pump me up Bachira. But I’ve seen that same character be read as Raku and sasa in two different names so it’s very interesting!! Honestly also really convenient for naming characters so you have more pronunciation options while retaining a certain meaning!)

Sorry that was a really long ramble LMAOO I cross referenced it with some blog, dictionaries, and even the quora equivalent, but if you happen to find anything off lmk HAHA

Ok gradually as I thought LMAO I was about to be like oh wait if we’re jumping straight to 20 that’d be a lot shorter but now that k reread what you said that option doesn’t really make sense either oops

Wait actually I was sure they were going to have the wildcard scene in there but I just remembered that on their official site they have a listing of the cast voice actors and Kunigami’s is nowhere to be found?? I can’t imagine them waiting THAT long to animate it though so maybe they’ll just credit him in the one episode he appears on??? But definitely it seems like they were kinda clumping people based off their team..? Still they did not need to show igaguri

Yuki fr needs to catch a BREAK someone give him a relaxing slice of life shoujo moment (but yk what’s even funnier is he literally had to opportunity to live a shoujo life as a model and would easily find a love interest but he said I DONT WANT THAT gimme balls and the streets!! /j

LMFAOOOOOO I just love all the color changing ideas we have but wait that also makes sense in terms of humans like once you get old your hair turns white but I mean the majority of his hair IS white so only the green strip really gets effective and as it gets like, salt and peppered (??? More like salt and chived ig) it gradually looks lighter because of the white invading or like the fading pigment (like transition from black to grey to white) When he’s elderly he loses all the green and just has your average npc white hair LMAO

HZJSHS SAME GOES FOR YOU!!! We’re n not hear to relive Yuki’s LN /j i took a break from Barou’s to type this out LMAO

Also unrelated but the BFB tag was randomly blue for a moment…? Clicked on it and then hit the back button and it’s back to the normal grey but I have no idea what that’s supposed to mean LOL

-Karasu anon

went from chronically fast to crazy slow in responding today 😩 but omg NANASE AS YUJI I SEE THE VISION LMAOO i think my first bllk post after watching the first season i call barou an evil version of todo and i stand by that (he’s evil in a cunty way though)

TRUST i will be researching 👆🏻 the last thing i want to do is try to name a character from a culture i’m not in and be either super stereotypical or straight up wrong 😭 LMAOO linkedin is good at showing people that are around and actually exist as adults?? google searches and all can turn up fictional characters and celebrities but as we all know those names are not necessarily actual names that regular people would have

YAYOI HAVING A BIRD CONNECTION REAL AND TRUE the karasus cannot escape the allegations…omg the dedication i love when people have niche interests that they like to ramble abt!! for me it’s symbolism of like plants and animals and shit HAHA like if i ever name a plant in a story of mine there’s a 99.9% chance it was researched and put there to signify smth

i feel like i could’ve done smth similar to peregrine where it alternated between childhood and adulthood but then i was like “nah” and didn’t do that LMAOO hopefully karasu nation is okay w reading their man as a stupid baby for however many words that part lasts for

ooh maybe it’s like a pay thing?? if he was listed as a cast member they’d have to pay him more vs if he just guest starred in one ep + he would only be needed for that scene…or they might show it as a flashback with reo narrating the whole thing as it happens so they don’t have to get another va at all 🤔 i feel like they’d have to show it though because it sets up shidou as a character yk?? but we’ll see ig (agreed there’s no excuse for igaguri to be there i’ll be so mad if he makes it onto the final roster for u20 wc over like zantetsu or nanase or someone)

yuki had a glimpse of the shoujo life and rejected it full stop 😰 honestly i have to respect the grind…like his shoujo era will be his retirement ig HAHAH just let my man win the world cup and then go back and relax and model and plant cherry blossom trees

SALT AND CHIVE HELP MEEE JFFJKSMS okay but imagine the streak ends up being a diff shade of white than the rest of the white hair so he just looks like the printer ran out of ink on that part 😭

oh that’s odd maybe you just accidentally selected it or smth?? tumblr mobile stays tweaking out for no reason lowkey i never know wtf is going on w the app

make sure to get some rest bae you are beloved on here 💖

[edgy-ella]

PlayStation, Xbox, and especially PC gamers have complained for years that Nintendo consoles don’t push for state of the art specs, most notably with their graphics. Remember when that one Mortal Kombat game was ported to Switch and people wouldn’t shut the fuck up about it?

Let’s be real for a second, though. Johnny Cage might look better giving the bird on the PS5 than on the Switch, but does that really matter when the actual gameplay looks like this?

Most of the time, you’ll find that the folks that complain about Nintendo games having subpar graphics are the same ones that cry the loudest for Nintendo to port their games to other consoles and/or PC. That’s because even though these games may not have the same graphical fidelity that a more powerful machine can render, they’re still good games.

Nintendo games are built with Nintendo consoles in mind, the same as PlayStation and Xbox games are built with their consoles in mind. But while Nintendo almost always emphasizes new ways to play and interact with games on their systems, Xbox and especially PlayStation focus more on performance and visuals. There’s a reason that every PlayStation is a numbered upgrade, while almost all of Nintendo’s consoles have unique names. The only one of their 3D home consoles that’s a direct “sequel” to its predecessor is the Wii U, a system that bombed badly.

Sony’s focus on more powerful graphics for the PS5 in particular has really come to bite them in the ass because they’ve hit a sort of tech ceiling. PlayStation games are built with the PlayStation in mind, so they want to show off the most of what their system can do. That means pushing for the best graphics possible. The problem is that modeling, rendering, and animating for a game on that scale is really expensive and, more importantly, takes a lot of time. Most developers simply don’t have the resources or desire to work on a game like that, and Sony has been hostile towards devs that want to publish smaller scale games on their systems. What about the developers that do want to make the plunge, though? What happens when those games when they fail?

Concord is a textbook example of this. It looks pretty, but everyone instantly wrote it off as a poor man’s Overwatch clone. Or perhaps more fittingly, a rich man’s Overwatch clone, because the game cost $60 on release in a genre full of free to plays. Oops.

If you think Concord bombing isn’t the end of the world for Sony, you’d be dead wrong. Apparently the game was internally referred to as the “future of PlayStation” (I get the vibe they wanted it to be what Halo was for Xbox) and cost $400 million to make. That’s insane. For context, Final Fantasy VII Remake reportedly cost $200 million to make, half of Concord’s budget. So did Inside Out 2 and Deadpool & Wolverine, the two highest grossing summer blockbusters of the year. The highest estimate I can find on the budget of Breath of the Wild, a game similarly plagued by delays and development hell, is $120 million.

So it’s kind of embarrassing that Concord couldn’t even sell half a million copies before Sony pulled the plug on the game’s servers.

Games are not movies. They’re interactive media. You can doll them up and make them as pretty and lifelike as you want them to, but if the controls suck or the combat is tedious or it’s just plain boring to play, that’s the part of it that’s gonna stick with you.

The great irony with Sony really emphasizing for stronger and stronger graphics is that despite all the sweaty nerds bitching and moaning about the Switch having the specs of a glorified iPad, when you look at Nintendo games made with Nintendo systems in mind, I don’t think anyone would dare say that any of them are ugly.

Literally the only exception I can think of is Pokémon, and that’s because poor Game Freak is consistently put under a time crunch to meet merch demands.

I also find it really ironic that PC gamers are often the ones to push for the best graphics possible, because in my opinion, graphics on PC games should matter the least.

The thing about computers is that unlike consoles, nothing’s universal. They’re all going to have different processors and graphics cards. I have a gaming PC, but it’s an old hand-me-down laptop from a friend with a broken keyboard and no battery. I have to plug in a USB keyboard just to log into the thing. It’s heavy and it’s awkward to set up. It’s also the first true gaming PC I’ve ever owned—before I got this one, I simply couldn’t play more graphically powerful PC games because I didn’t have anything to play them on. A friend of mine tried to get me to play Valorant on my shitty Lenovo when the game first came out, and the poor thing just about spontaneously combusted.

Conversely, a few months ago my friends convinced me to get Lethal Company, and imma be real with you, it’s an ugly game. It’s hard to do it justice with these screenshots I stole from the internet, but the pixel quality is just generally kinda shit, which ends up making everything else look worse.

But the thing is that I don’t really care if the game looks like ass because it actually runs well on my casual laptop. I don’t have to go and set up my Gamer Laptop™ to play it. I can’t emphasize how important that is for a PC game, especially one with such a high emphasis on multiplayer. Since it’s not graphically demanding on the system, it means that more people will be able to play and enjoy it regardless of their computer’s power.

If the indie boom of the 2010s is a lesson of anything, it should be that graphics should focus more on stylization rather than realism. Games like Undertale and Shovel Knight helped revive pixel art right when it was on the verge of going extinct. Other games like Limbo lived entirely through being stylish and distinct while not being graphically intense. Personally, I think Minecraft is another game that’s really ugly (which does hamper my enjoyment of the game as a whole), but it’s got a defined style to it, and for a lot of people it’s super charming. It also directly ties into how the game plays. And clearly it’s doing something right, since it’s the bestselling game of all time.

You wanna know another game I initially thought was ugly as sin when I first saw it that’ll probably surprise you if you follow me? Five Nights at Freddy’s. My first exposure to the game, before knowing literally anything else about it, was seeing deviantART badges of jumpscare frames and the Celebrate! poster from the office. And I’m not kidding when I say my first impression was “What is this? Some old PC edutainment game from the 90s? Furries will eat up anything.” Then I played the game at a friend’s house and suddenly it all clicked. I think the “edutainment” vibe I got from the graphics helps add to FNAF 1’s tone; not only is this a haunted Chuck E. Cheese in universe, but it also feels like a Chuck E. Cheese tie in game. It’s easy to picture a game with the same art style and models where you help Freddy make a pizza by solving math problems or something. So the fact that it’s not that makes it more unsettling without needing to push for realistic gore.

Graphics are important in a sense that they should effectively convey what’s going on ingame at any given time, but a game doesn’t need good graphics to be a good game. In the last decade or so, we’ve seen the opposite to be the case. That’s not to say a game can’t be pretty, but if you’re going to judge a game based on how the characters look in cutscenes as opposed to how the game, y’know, plays, you should probably get your priorities in check Concordingly.

[noonmutter]

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DWC November 2022 Day 6: Home/Unnatural

"I tried to warn you. Multiple times. But you're a grown man, in theory."

"'Ow was I sposed t' know 'ow long it'd been? Time passes funny in there! You know it does!"

"And yet, somehow, I've never spent so much time in the Dream as to have your questionably problematic problem."

"Your biological clock is gnome-manufactured; mine is a sundial from a farm."

"I really don't think anyone's going to mind, Leon."

"I mean... as alterations go, it coulda been worse, I guess? I mean, look at Malfurion, right?"

"Malfurion Stormrage is one of the greatest druids the Night Elves have ever produced, if not the greatest on Azeroth, and you would do well not to make fun of him."

"Okay but 'e totally does look a bit ridiculous if y' think about it too long."

"...Fine, yes. I'll grant you that much. Regardless, it's nothing to be dramatic about. If you hadn't made such a fuss about it in the first place, half the grove wouldn't even have noticed to begin with."

"Vember, 'alf th' grove doesn't notice what month it is."

"That's hardly relevant."

"Th' other 'alf is asleep."

"Leon. It's fine. Go home."

"I'm goin', I'm goin!"

"And give my best to your lovely fiancé, who's been terribly patient with you this whole time!"

"Long as y' give yer beau my blessin's in return, y' brat."

"I love you too, little brother."

As with most things, Vember was right about that parting shot; Valarin had been so very, very patient about his time away from home. The cabin visits had done well to stave off the...not completely unjustified fears his elven love harbored, but they weren't enough to chase away the almost tangible need to see one another. Engagement had a way of making that need so much stronger.

Leon had been looking forward to going home for good, because of course he had, but there was still a sense of sadness when he looked back at the barrow he'd shared with his adoptive sister for the last handful of years. She'd been as much a mentor as anyone else in the Dreamgrove, if not more so, because she was family and she knew him well enough to cut through his bullshit better than anyone else there. She was the only one, besides perhaps his feral shan'do Bollad, who could get him to admit he'd grown adept as a druid. He wasn't sure about Bollad because Bollad hadn't tried.

Walking the Dream was... an experience. No matter how many times he did it, no matter how easily it came to him now, there was always a brief sense of disconnection followed immediately by immersion. He felt both more and less real, though he knew the Dream was more. Though it was the place where Druids went to gain insight, to grow, to cement their place in the great balance, he understood immediately how it could be so easy to lose one's place entirely there. How easily one could forget how to wake up, and believe that they had always been as they were in the Dream. How that existence wasn't an unhappy one, for the dreamer.

Leon had brushed up against that twice in his time with the Dreamweavers. The first time, he almost fell straight into it like a warm blanket. The shock of it had been enough to crank his vigilance up to eleven, and he'd done much better in the following months. Visiting his friends and lovers by way of their dreams was great fun, but it was also good practice.

The second time, he had to actively fight it, and the effort was comparable to trying to take off his own skin in one piece without a knife. When he'd emerged he was...different.

Emotionally, of course; that was to be expected. But also there'd been a slight change. He really didn't know what to call it--unnatural was inaccurate, since nothing was more natural than the Dream, but it wasn't correct, either.

As he approached the cabin in Bradensbrook for the last time, trying to figure out who would be waiting for him there, he thought for a moment he was being followed. It took him several increasingly unsettled stops and checks before he thought to look down, and realized the problem.

The clicking noise on the cobbles was coming from him. He could only laugh a slightly nervous, embarrassed little laugh and move on.

He'd explain the talons when they asked about them. Not before.

( @daily-writing-challenge @valarin-sunstorm @vembermarlon )

[kylorengarbagedump]

I LOVE THAT CHAPTER OF LB the one where he says he thinks of elby when he beats his massive schlong off in the morning, right? LMFAO I LOVE THAT ONE bc in context of when I went back to re-read after it was over it brings up that image of him beating off to her memory for months while she’s gone... That horny bastard god damn it I love him... also the whole bathing her thing makes me so fucking soft...

BBBBBBBB I have a few more LB asks in my box I need to get to but thank you for this aaa yes.

He jerks off to her all the time in the 14 months they're apart. The thing he thinks the most about is when they fucked outside Smoke's mansion. Well, between that and when she first told him she was pregnant (he thinks a lot about how he's missing the changes her body is making--fantasizes about what she might look like bc he's a huge horny pervert).

[ggomos-maribat]

[53/?]

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Inspired by the Wayne Family Adventures - Episode 53

Marinette almost chokes on her milk. 

No scratch that. Marinette actually chokes on her milk. She coughs, seeing the liquid splatter all over the tabletop. One of her friends has sent her a few screenshots along with a message that reads: Isn’t this ur brother??? 

And—much to her shock, horror and confusion—it is her brother. ‘Jason Todd, 23’ slapped right on the Tinder profile. Her shock evolved into amusement, and with amusement comes laughter. She clutches her stomach as she reads through it: “You should ‘not’ go out with me if: you think Batman is Gotham’s greatest superhero. He doesn’t even make it to the top 10.” And there’s: “. . . forsake humanity and finally read every book I’ve brought.” 

She’s dissolved into full-on cackles when Dick comes into the dining hall. 

“You okay, Mari?” he asks. 

She snorts out another laugh. “Check this out.” 

Dick goes through similar emotions when he looks at the Tinder profile. “Oh my god,” he gasps out. “He’s finally putting himself out there!” 

“Who’s putting himself out there?” Jason strolls in, carrying snacks. 

Marinette smirks. “You.” Then she grins wildly. “Did you seriously put a picture of you in the batcave?” 

Dick snickers. “Part of the appeal. Girls like motorcycles.” 

“What are you both talking about?” Jason asks. 

“How’s forsaking humanity and reading books going?” Marinette says mischievously. 

Jason slowly realizes as his face pales. “Oh. Oh no.” 

“Hey, there’s no harm in doing that, little bird.” Dick nods in understanding. 

“Oh my fuck. How—how did you find that?!” 

“Someone sent it to me.” Marinette shrugs. 

“Don’t you dare tell the others!” 

“Oops . . .” Marinette glances down at her phone, which is overflowing with different notifications. “Already sent to the family group chat.” 

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Steve Harrington x Hargrove! Reader

'Im used to it'

This also contain a platonic Eddie x reader

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Your twin, Billy, had moved with your father, new step sister, and new step mother.

You had to stay behind to finish an extra credit program. It was only a month, and it would help you get into college. Your dad had said it was fine since it would save money.

Today you have school, pre arranged for you to join the track team. Already have notes for the first few weeks of school you missed.

You walk into the gym, where you should be able to find your brother at basketball practice. Your long strawberry blonde hair flowing behind you.

Your track tee complemented your sun kissed skin, and your black sneakers squeaked as you walked in.

You see your brother and some other boys running around chasing the ball.

You take a seat on the bleachers. Billy notices you and walks over and gives you a hug, "Didn't know you would be hear so soon," he says realising you.

"I had dad keep it a secret, surprise you," you say shrugging.

"Who's the hottie Hargrove," one of the pig headed assholes asks walking over.

Billy clenches his fist as you lunge and pull him back, "That. Is. My. Sister," he growls glaring daggers.

"The names Yn," you reply giving a mock curtsey.

A boy with a mess of blonde ish brown walks over to you ," Steve, Steve Harrington," he says, "I don't know how someone as nice as you is related to, that," he motions to your brother.

"Really," you ask, you land a solid punch to his nose, not breaking it but making it bleed as Steve stutters back, "You think I'm nice," you coo.

Billy smiles to himself, "She got in fights more than me," he says, "And any of you even think of trying anything with her, I have to listen to her discuss how to hide a body,until three am," he reminds.

"Rude. One of thses days, you are going to need my help with that," you reply walking off.

**

It was at the moment she punched him in the face steve fell hopelessly in love.

**

Yn hargrove did not fit in with the 'jocks' as much as her brother wanted her to, she became good friends with Eddie 'the freak' munson.

"hey freak, where did your girlfriend go," Jason teases. The only reason he had so much guts: billy had detention a comment like that with Billy around....

never ends well.

Jason is interrupted by getting slapped upside the head, "The fuck did you just say," yn asks.

Jason stutters for a response before he is met with a nose breaking blow. He falls back as yn walks over to sit with eddie.

"Oops," she says," Hope I didn't break it,"

She laughs with Eddie over that.

"You are mean, I never did use violence in response, but Jesus h. Christ. You will be the death of him," Eddie says nudging her.

The rest of hellfire watches with wide eyes

"He wasn't lying,"

"He is friends with, with her,"

"Alright, you guys didn't believe me, but it was true," Eddie exclaims.

You turn your attention to your sandwhich.

"So, you guys that surprised Munson has a female friend," you ask taking a bite.

"Yes, and I'm,-" you cut off the boy with curly hair, "Dustin, I know all your names. All he does is talk about you guys," Eddie blushes as you say all of their names, getting them all right.

You notice your brother glaring at you, you flip him the bird and do the hellfire horn thing after.

"He wants me to hang out with those assholes," you bitch.

"They are pretty terrible," Eddie muses.

"Why did you two become friends," Dustin blurts, "I mean look at you, and look at us. You are pretty and popular and your brothers a jock. We're all nerds. Satanic,"

"Sometimes I like to have a conversation with someone who has an IQ higher than a dog," the whole table erupts into laughter at your comment.

**

"Hey, yn," Steve yells, jogging to catch you during track.

"Don't you have practice,"

"Hey, um. I, ur," he stutters, cheeks turning a light pink and he rubs the back of his neck, "um, I was thinking, we. We, uh," he continues stuttering until you interupt.

"Pick me up at nine, tonight," you say jogging to catch up with your teammates," Steve stands there looking dumb struck. He had never been this way with a girl.

He was always cool, and confident. You, however, had him stuttering and blushing.

Come that night, Billy was pissed.

"Steve Fucking Harrington," he grumbles pacing your room, "I don't want you going,"

"don't you have your own date,"

He turns to look at you, looking through your closet to pick a jacket.

"Just, " Billy stopped. He wasn't good with emotion. Neither were you," don't fuck up," he pats you on the shoulder and leaves for his date.

You sneak past your dad. Carefully, you hop into Steve's car.

"You - wow," he stumbles over his words.

You mean over and kiss him on the cheek, he goes red and starts stuttering again.

"King Steve huh," you ask. "I thought you were supposed to be, like cool,"

"It's not my fault your to pretty,"

"And he's back,"

**

That was the start of a beautiful relationship. Yn and Steve were incredibly happy together.

Yn got more used to expressing emotions and Steve got used to being loved.

**

It was three in the morning, Billy had a sleepover' and you had a date. But the date led to something more and after a few rounds you had to drive home. Steve had insisted but you told him you were fine.

"What time is it," Neil asks. You barely made it through the door. And you were caught.

"Three am sir," you reply straightening your back. Head held high.

Neil got up and stalked towards you. "What is your curfew,"

It was midnight and he knew you knew.

"I'm sorry I was late, sir," you reply. You were met with a hard slap on the face. You felt tears start to well in your eyes.

"Midnight sir," you say clearly.

"Didn't call, nothing. Susan was worried sick," he slaps you again.

You fall to the ground around the time the slaps become punches and the occasional kick.

One bad kick to ribs and you lay there unmoving. You ignore him yelling about respect and ... Your vision gets fuzzy.

He is now on the couch. You don't know how long ago he stopped.

You drag your aching body to your room. Thank God Max and Billy were out tonight.

You head to the bathroom and pull out the first aid kit. Upon looking in the mirror you notice your face is dark purple and red. Blood is dripping from your nose, and the corner of your mouth.

There is a cut on your upper forearm and bruises litter the rest of your body.

You start crying and call Steve. He was unaware of the abuse, you knew you should have told him after dating for four months.

"Baby," he mumbles.

"sorry to wake you, I need you to come pick me up, plz," you whimper into the phone.

You ignore his questions and repeat what you said.

Steve arrives at your window, you left a note on your bed for your siblings.

You climb into his arms as he carries you to his car. He gently sets you down and gets in his side.

"fuck, I always knew billy hit you," he curses.

"my dad," you whimper.

He looks at you with a shocked face as you explain.

He pulls into his driveway and you exit the car, he follows ensuite. He unlocks the house and opens the door for you.

He guides you to the bathroom and sets you on the counter. He pulls out a first aid kit and looks you over.

"Fuck," he mumbles looking at your bruised and bloody face.

"I'm fine, you just need to clean off the blood, and apply antiseptic," you explain.

"You shouldn't know how to do this," he grumbles as he sets a wash cloth and starts wiping off your and arm.

He gently pats away the blood until it's time to apply the antiseptic.

"This is going to hurt," he says, he has his jaw clenched and his hand is practically strangling the wash cloth.

"I'm used to it," you say before you notice a single tear falls down his face. He is quick to wipe it away and pours a little of the antiseptic on your arm, lip, nose, and then adds bandages.

""You shouldn't be used to it. I should have done something," he says to himself as he picks you up off the counter and carries you to bed.

The familiar scene tof cologne and the strawberry perfume you wore invaded your senses.

He plops you on the bed and sits down.

"How long," is all he says, refusing to look at you.

You slide under the covers, "Since my mom left. And I think she left cause he hit her,"

Steve turns around and gets under the covers with you. He grabs your hand and rubs soothing circles on it.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asks.

He wraps his arm around your shoulder as you speak, "I didn't want you to do something, another fight you wouldn't win,"

"I would get into one hundred fights I wouldn't win for you," he says placing a kiss on your forehead.

"You can't tell anybody. Billy ne,-" Steve abruptly cuts you off.

"He hits both of you," he questions.

"Yeah," you mumble hiding your head in the crook of Steve's neck.

"Hey, I'm sorry. I shouldn't of pried," he places a kiss on your shoulder.

"Its fine I just, don't like talking about it. We usually agree to act like it never happened," you mumbled kissing his neck.

He groans and runs a hand through his hair as you stop.

"I love you, so much yn," he says. he stares into your soul and sees beauty covering so much pain.

"I love you more King Steve," you tease.

"Are you ever going to stop with that," he groans giving you an annoyed look.

"Never, pretty boy,"

**

REQUESTS ARE OPEN PLZ REQUEST

[craftycrab]

...who’s gonna tell them that this is a long eared owl?

(Disclaimer, I live in Canada, maybe I’m just used to seeing different-looking GHO’s! But this sure looks like a Long Eared to me.)

The largest of the eared or tufted owls in North America, the great horned owl is a wonderful and fascinating bird. Covered in extremely soft feathers that insulate them against cold weather and help them fly very quietly in pursuit of prey, their short, wide wings allow them to maneuver among the trees of the forest. Rarely seen because of their camouflage coloring, their calls are familiar across the country. Photo of a great horned owl in Louisiana by Dennis Demcheck, U.S. Geological Survey.

[tteokdoroki]

hi lovely! i hope you’re doing well<3 i was wondering if i could request (hcs or drabbles? you can choose) for keigo and bakugou going to a hero gala with their s/o? this can be gn for everyone hehe but i’d like to see how they’d react seeing their s/o in formal wear and how’d they go about acting at the gala. (if you throw in a lil nsfw in there i’ll love you forever hehe) thank you!

 — seeing their s/o in formal wear for the first time !

⇝ pairing(s): keigo takami, katsuki. bakugou x gn!reader

⇝ rating: mature, 18+.

⇝ genre: smut, fluff.

⇝ warning(s): please read !  unprotected sex ( please wear protection ), public sex, oral sex ( reader receiving ), handjobs, marking.

⇝ author’s note(s): ello ello, i’m back with some requests once again, i decided to switch this one up a little bit and include a slight scenario for each character, please let me know if you liked it, nsfw below the cut <3

⇝ masterlist | requests

you probs haven’t been dating very long when keigo asks you on a date to the upcoming hero gala

you’re also a civilian so he’s worried it might not be your scene !!

he’s over the moon when you say yes and is pressing a bunch of kissies to your face.

gives you his bad boy black credit card and tells you to buy whatever you fancy; it just has to be formal wear !!

i see you not being very comfy with idea of using his card to buy yourself something expensive since you’re only just dating

but he waves his hand and says “only the best for my baby bird.”

probably sends his assistant to make sure you’re not worried about the price tag.

on the night when he sees you his draw DROPS

because damn, you look so good in that cute little outfit you got.

it compliments you so well and you look absolutely ravishing.

cant stop looking at you the whole night.

will probably be handsy the whole time, slipping under fabric of your expensive new clothes.

keigo steals you away from a chat with endeavour to slow dance with you during the gala.

“damn baby bird, if i’d have known you were gonna look this good in formal wear, we’d never have left the apartment.”

you whimper into his ear and keigo knows he’s done for.

don’t even make it home, he just pulls you into the closest bathroom and forces you over the sinks.

“k-keigo, anyone could walk in and see—“

“see? oh baby, i bet you want them to see how much of a mess i’m going to make you.”

barley holds back as he gives you his cock, it’s so loud that literally e v e r y o n e can hear you from outside.

when you stumble out both of you a visibly messy from your activities.

you take your leave and barley make it to the car before keigo’s hands are on you again.

⇝ scenario:

if anyone were to walk into the bathroom right now, you’d surely be fucked. million dollar outfit a mess on the floor, hair strewn about and number two pro hero between your legs.

keigo groans as your free hand curls in the sea of his messy blonde hair, forcefully tugging his head up to yours before you press a sloppy kiss to his glistening lips. you whimper at the taste of yourself on his tongue. “k-keigo,” you whimper, legs begging to shudder as his free hand roams your nether regions, stimulating you until you’re seeing new colours behind closes eyelids and your body is trembling against the bathroom counter. “p-please—“

“please what angel? don’t hear you using your words.”

you curl in on yourself, feeling the knot in your tummy tighten as if it’s about to unravel— your eyes snap open to meet a pair of dilated golden ones, making you moan so loud that you clamp down on your bottom lip to keep the sounds in. “gonna cum, don’t wanna be to—to loud, people could hear...”

your boyfriend chuckles darkly from above you, mouth falling open to mock your moans while the slick sounds of your sex flicker between you. “ohoho baby bird, don’t worry about that and let them know how good i’m making you feel.”

you’ve been dating for a year or two at this point but bakugous really private so he’s never taken you to the gala.

when the next one rolls around you decide to ask him why he’s never asked you to go

katsuki just shrugs and says he “didn’t think you’d like all the lights and shitty cameras.”

nonetheless he invites you this time and you happily agree but pout upon realising you don’t have anything appropriate to wear.

you’re both pretty new to the pro hero thing but i think katsuki would be higher ranked and thus earn more bc he’s on track to be number one.

so you’re sitting there like >:(

and bakugou flicks your forehead and rolls his eyes.

“don’t pout dumbass, just use my card and get yourself something nice.”

you don’t hesitate, bouncing to the nearest mall the next day to get yourself something off the charts.

you end up running a little late to the gala so arrive separately from bakugou but when he sees you ...

gosh !!,£/&/

a tiny explosion sets off in his palm from how gorgeous you are

his hands are probably sweaty for the rest of the night.

he keeps checking you out from across the room, staring at you while he sips on champagne...

you only catch him because he keeps letting off tiny explosions by accident !!

you’re probably the one to initiate any teasing that night, slipping your hand down his breaches at the dinner table.

he doesn’t flinch but sends you a warning glare.

probably let’s out a strangled moan when you start palming him for real.

“fuck, yn...”

“what was that kacchan?”

“mind your fuckin’...fuckin’ business, damn nerd. we’re going home.”

yanks you from the table and heads straight for the car.

you both don’t say anything in the car home but as soon as you’re past the front door bakugou is ravaging you like his last meal

teeth, tongue, love bites !! you name it !!

“you think you can get away with teasing me like that? well you’re in for a long fuckin’ night sweetheart.”

oop , you can’t walk for days after that.

⇝ scenario:

“how do you like me now, sweetheart? not so confident— ah fuck, are you?”

bakugou mocks you, forcing you up the wall with every thrust inside of your tight heat. you’d barely made it into the house before your boyfriend pounced, lips on your neck on your lips and your sex. the guy was relentless; tearing right through your formal wear with no regrets, what was left of your outfit remained bunched at your hips— katsuki using the fabric to pull you back onto his hard cock.

tears threaten to spill from the corners of your eyes, nails scratching their way down the walls as your boyfriend lands a harsh spank to your ass— the pain sending shivers down your spine. “not gonna answer me brat?” he spits; finger tips singing little marks into the skin of your hips. “where’s all that mouth you had earlier? when your hands were down my fuckin’ pants in front of all those people.”

“k-katsuki!”

the blonde pulls you back by your hair, blood red eyes staring right into yours as the pace of his hips speed up; forcing his red hot length further into your walls. “that’s what i thought. now sit there and take my cock. that’ll teach you to misbehave again.”

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Tickletoe

A/N: This one belongs to lovely @boku-no-t-academia so I hope you like this one. I never wrote any ship characters before but I got it done as a challenge!

Summary: Bakugou and Midoriya had claimed the dorms to themselves for one night. When the mistletoe becomes ‘out of order’, they have to find a way to make ends meet or stir up some tickles

Ler: Bakugou

Lee: Midoriya

Words: 838

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“Oi, Deku! You got your ornament too high and close to mine on the damn tree!” Bakugou yelled but didn’t seem that mad? “Oops, sorry, Kacchan!” Midoriya called from the kitchen, putting the last batch of sugar cookies in the oven.

Bakugou and Midoriya had gotten the dorms to themselves for the night while the classmates went away to their own homes to their families. So that means the two opposite love birds get to have some alone time with each other.

Bakugou stood on his tippy toes to fix Midoriya’s ornament while grumbling. “Stupid ornament trying to stuctyijdwafuknh,” Midoriya chuckled quietly as he heard Bakugou’s angry gibberish and waited for the sugar cookies to be done.

“What the hell?” Bakugou said to himself as he read a sign. “What the hell does ‘out of order’ mean?” He asked, speaking a little louder. Midoriya popped his head around the kitchen from the kitchen. “What was that, Kacchan?” He asked.

Bakugou pointed his finger above him, showing Midoriya the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling, but the ‘out of order’ sign referred to the mistletoe. “Out of order?” Midoriya questioned. “That’s what I said!” Bakugou growled.

“I mean, I’m sure there are other ways, right?” Midoriya smiled at Bakugou while looking charmingly into his eyes. Bakugou calmed down right after Midoriya stared into his eyes. That slightly wobbly smile and half-closed eyes made him relax and pulled him into a hug.

Midoriya hummed as he squished his face in his boyfriend’s chest. “This is better than kissing with the mistletoe.” He said. His green wavy hair brushed under Bakugou’s chin, tickling him. He pulled his head away from his hair and rubbed underneath his chin.

Bakugou smirked as he suddenly thought of an idea. “We don’t need to kiss under the mistletoe. Hell, that shit is overrated.” He chuckled. “But Kacchan, it’s always a tradition to kiss under the mistletoe!” Midoriya whined a little.

“You know what else is tradition?” Bakugou asked, smirking. Midoriya tilted his head without saying a word. “This!” Suddenly, Bakugou dove his hands onto Midoriya’s sides and started squeezing. “Eee! Hehehehehey! Kacchahahahahahahan wahahahahahahait!”

“Tickle, tickle, Deku!” Midoriya squirmed and bent down to avoid the tickling. Bakugou moved his hands towards his ribs and massaged his rib bones with his thumbs.

“Nohohohohoho Kacchahahahahahan! Ehehehehehehehehe!” Finally, Midoriya slipped away from Bakugou and took off running. “Hey!” Bakugou ran off after him.

Midoriya didn’t go very far. Bakugou was able to catch him in an instinct but tumbled over the back of the couch. Midoriya almost fell off the cushions completely and was close to hitting his head on the coffee table, thanks to Bakugou managing to catch him before that happened. So now he's hanging off the couch upside down while Bakugou sits on his thighs.

“You okay?” Bakugou asked concernedly. “Yeah, I’m fine,” Midoriya answered. “In that case,” Bakugou lifted his shirt higher and attacked his tummy.

“Ahahahahahahahahahahaha nohohohohoho not there plehehehehehease!” “Ticklish tummy, Deku?” “Dohohohohon't sahahahay thahahahat!” “What? Ticklish or tummy?” “Ehehehehehehe bohohohohoth!” “No way! Tickle, tickle, tickle, nerd!”

Bakugou scratched, scribbled, wiggled his fingers everywhere on Midoriya’s tummy. All Midoriya could do was rock himself side to side and tried to block Bakugou with his arms, but gravity was pulling them.

“Noooohohohohohoho Kaccahahahahahahan! Plehehehease!”

Bakugou snaked his finger around and around his belly button, earning a shriek. “No, please! Not there!” Midoriya pleaded and grabbed on the cushions to hoist himself up. “I’m doing it anyway.”

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHO IT TICKLES SO BAHAHAHAHAHAD!” Midoriya fell back down and felt so many ticklish jolts from Bakugou’s tickling rath. He dug his finger deeper and scratched the walls in Midoriya’s belly button. “PLEHEHEHEHEASE KACCAHAHAHAHAHAHAN!”

“Alright, alright,” Bakugou said and stopped tickling Midoriya. Midoriya was thankful that it was over. Or so he thought.

Midoriya breathed heavily. “Oh, man. That tickled so much.” Without noticing, Bakugou smirked once more. “I’m not really done with you yet.” “Huh?!”

Midoriya yelped as Bakugou pulled him to lay flat on the couch and started squeezing his hipbones, his worst tickle spot. The tickle shocks made Midoriya arched his back, squirming aggressively and laughing louder than ever.

“NAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHO KACCHAN! NOT THE HIHIHIHIPS! AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“Heh, always gotta be so ticklish, huh, Deku?” Bakugou let up from his hipbones and squished his sides, calming down his green-haired dork.

“You win! You win, Kacchan! Stohohohohohop tihihihickling mehehehehehe! Ehehehehehehehehe! I cahahahan’t take it anymohohohohore!” Midoriya tried to crawl himself away, but Bakugou sat on his thighs and poked his belly.

“You’re the only nerd that I’ve ever dated who likes to be tickled, and you say you can’t take it anymore?” “I neheheheheed a breheheheheak!” “Sure, I’ll give you a break. After I’m done doing this!”

Bakugou wrapped his arm underneath Midoriya’s back to bring his tummy in the air a little bit and held on to one of his hands to keep him still so Bakugou could blow a big and messy raspberry on his tummy to hear Midoriya squeal one more time.

[niks-minion]

BNHA 310 Chapter rambling

Man, it’s been so long since my last try to analyze this mess pretending to be funny.

Let’s have one more go!

So from the first page Hori puts us in a dark “Batman vs Superman” vibe atmosphere. Rainy season is a bitch.

Are these dudes heroes or vigilantes or just citizens who pretend they care? Poor giant girl. Stomp on them, you have all the rights.

It’s a bird, it’s a plane... it’s Superman!

Deku is just like “ok fellas, how about you back off?” And they are “ok man, jeez, no need to be rude”

What a caring little bun. A true gentleman. I’d have a crush if I was this lady.

I don’t have guts to joke about sugar daddy, I’m sorry.

Seriously tho, during his 40 years of work, I imagine AM has like 30 cars like that. Deku, you lucky bastard. Not only caring but awfully rich dad. Score!

WHO ALSO MAKES YOU FOOD. He enrolled in cooking class after retirement.

Deku even looks like his mini copy.

Hello to my fav hellboy. I’ve missed this dude.

Yep, no progress here. I kinda really curious what the villains up to rn. I like how Deku separated Dabi in his own category 👀

“I doubt Endeavor with Aizawa together...” so not Hawks, not BJ (like the ones from top three) but Aizawa. Thanks, sir. Dadzawa deserves to be listed among the strongest ones!

I don’t even want to cut this frame.

Like we clearly can see panic, and that he’s scared. That the weight of responsibility is pretty damn hard to carry.

But this makes me wonder about todo and baku again. Like Izuku is ok to trust Top 3, to rely on ofa tea party but left those two behind in order to protect? Well, I’m sure as hell they didn’t took that lightly.

Welp, with those two out of the picture we still need our gay tension so here we go!

My heroes 👀 mhm, ok.

Oops, awkward. Not only bnha fandom caught up, but the whole bunch of guys on their pompous chairs are ready to facepalm. 6th rolled his eyes, I’m telling you.

Hahah, have I said that I absolutely adore that gremlin of the ofa squad? Because I do.

It reminds me of Todo family dinner and Bakugou screaming to send it back to normalcy. Nice move!

Oh come on, we all know how it works. Turn around and let Yoichi drag you in the battle. It’s the power of lo... friendship!

On a serious note, I like how the 2 and 3 don’t just jump on the bandwagon. They doubt it and their reasoning is valid.

He has a point, ok?!

I can’t go and leave the elephant in the room. I KNOW HE LOOKS LIKE BAKUGOU.

I’m still gonna die on the hill of denial. Numbers in names thing, his general vibe, Deku without a hint of recognition, this time travel trope being stupid as fuck... you name it.

But thanks, now a have a vivid image of adult Baku for future fics. Yay.

Anyhow, doesn’t prevent me to put him in my number one place from ofa holders. It’s just my type.

Oh, sweet sweet parallels. For me as I see it, it’s a hint on bkdk in the past, also Shigaraki and Deku. Everyone deserves a hand. To be saved.

Also it’s a hint on bkdk 3. This time tho it’s gonna be Bakugou. Extending hand with “you’re not alone, stupid nerd”. He’s gonna be a true hero, and I’m gonna cry a sea of proud tears.

Not only that, it’s a declaration of friendship. Like back then, according to Deku, Bakugou would only accept Kirishima’s hand- bc they are equals and bc they are friends.

BNHA IS ABOUT HANDS HOLY SHIT.

Todo and Enji, Bakugou and Midoriya, now this... TOO SOFT JUST THE WAY I PREFER.

Ok this is my favorite frame this week.

They are so badass, ready to kick asses but then you look closely and see the bento box, lol.

Poor kiddo, no time for self-care.

“Shut up, food first!” Kageyama, you’re right as always!

In conclusion, I want to say, Hori pls give me my boys back already, I’m afraid I can’t suffer any longer. Also despite Deku’s gauntlets I still anticipate some kind of drawback. This top3 squad is doomed to fail.

Also 2,3 guys better not have quirks even slightly similar to Todo and Baku ones.

[kylorengarbagedump]

i havent finished reading your fanfic yet, i was just in doubt about what being an extremist meant in that context.. english is not my main language so I am doing my best to understand everything correctly, im sorry im a shame

Anonymous said to kylorengarbagedump:

Im sorry for being dumb 😭

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Haha, you’re not dumb, I was just trying to clarify what you were confused about. I think it clarifies the context later on. Essentially, an extremist in this context means he fucks when he isn’t supposed to be fucking.