#Does anyone get this reference?

[profecional-dreamer]

I don’t mean to be elitist but I just don’t think ballets should be designed by abstract artists

[akanemnon]

Sorry, Noelle... They're a little slow on the uptake.

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[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

There is a platonic explanation for all this. Right?

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[frozen-seagrass]

Thinking about Mav being unsure of what Ice's eye color is

Of course he's not going to do the normal thing and ask the man, so he settles for finding ways to get up close and personal to try and see for himself without being obvious (-> he fails)

But every time he gets a close enough look they're different. One day they look blue but the next they look hazel. One moment they look brown but then he turns his head and a different light catches on them and they look almost green

It turns into one big game of "How close will he let me get? How much will he let me see?" And it's not until he's gotten to the point of being a breath away from Ice's face- close enough to brush lips- and standing under the bright white LEDs that he realizes that they're gray

[ihateyouvulpesinculta]

ummmm idk he looks so young here i hate it but arcade complaining about smth

this was me trying to study his face and like draw him accurately because i care about portraying him how he actually looks? but then again he looks rlly young and his nose is so tiny so looks like i need some more practice

[caliphoria17]

SimonDavisBarry: Ok folks, here’s the infamous scene 18 that we never shot. Comes before the running over water scene.

[yardsards]

i needed to express a sentiment in the creative stylings of @dunmeshiminimumwage

[marklease]

Dreamies when you can’t cook

very random fluff… i’m terrible at cooking so this was partially for me… enjoy 😁💕

requests still open

[icanlife]

I can’t believe there are people saying “Ford can’t also be sad about killing Bill when erasing Stan’s mind because at this point he hates Bill for all he’s done to him and all he wants to do is kill him” when Astarion Baldur’s Gate 3 exists

[reiyo0chu]

does anyone fw both ships (please i can't be the only one)

they are so nuzi coded idk why ksjdjddbehdbdhdhbd

[natsumiheart]

“There was a time when I didn’t like seeing flowers. They would bring back memories… and they reminded me that what is beautiful can quickly wither away.”

💐💕 Yukari with Gerberas ‘cause she likes them!

[kurooo-is-here]

Can I request Kieran comforting the player/reader after they have a nightmare? (INDIGO DISK SPOILERS***: Specifically about what went down in Area Zero, maybe about how the blast almost hit Kieran and reader feeling like it would have been their fault if something happened to him bc they drove him to seek out Terapagos in the first place?)

Heheh, I love writing comfort stuff :)

I think Kieran would be super good at comforting you since he's dealt with such intense negative emotions himself. He empathizes a lot with your panic attack and does his best to make you feel safe... because he never had anyone comfort him through his panic attacks.

Warnings: Reader has a small panic attack.

Notes: I hope someone gets the reference I put at the end :D

Mild Spoilers for the Indigo Disk DLC ahead!

Kieran woke up to find you sobbing into their blankets. He's immediately alert- what happened? Did someone hurt you? Why were you crying?

You let out a whimper when you realize he's awake. "S-Sorry, Kieran... I-I had a n-nightmare." You said through shaky breaths. You were barely able to breathe, your hands and body shaking, you were gasping for air- you were a mess.

Kieran's eyes softened. He sat up and embraced you, letting his hand trail to your back. "I'm here, Y/N." He said softly. "You're okay, I promise."

You sobbed into his shoulder, letting out tears you had been trying to hold back before. Kieran was patient with you. He encouraged you to breathe steadily, and kissed your cheek to comfort you. It was like... he'd done this before himself.

As you slowly calmed down, he kept his arms around you, giving you a sense of safety and relief. He gently held your hand in his, and kissed your cheek once more.

There was a brief silence before you spoke. "...I had a nightmare that you died. When Terapagos blasted that attack at you... in my dream, I couldn't save you." You said quietly. "I... I watched you die."

Kieran frowned. "But you saved me, didn't you? You were incredible back there."

"B-but..." You trailed off, hiccuping as the tears came back. "It's my fault that you even pushed yourself so far. You wanted to defeat me, so you put yourself in danger to catch Terapagos-"

"It's not your fault, Y/N." His voice was gentle, but firm. "None of that was your fault."

"But-"

"Y/N, you're the light of my life." Kieran said. "You are not responsible for what I did."

He leaned in and kissed your lips, as if he wanted to prove what he said. "And that dream wasn't what really happened. You saved me, and I'm alive and I'm still here."

You nodded, leaning into his embrace. "You're... you're right. I'm sorry. I just.. I panicked. It was so scary seeing you.. dead."

You held onto him tightly. "I don't wanna lose you. Not after everything we've been through."

Kieran smiled. "I don't wanna lose you either, Y/N."

As you laid down and drifted off to sleep, Kieran hummed a melody that felt oddly familiar. It was oddly sad, yet comforting. It reminded you of a Pokemon you saw in one of your dreams, where the world was sepia-toned and you could hear the Pokemon singing in the forest as leaves fluttered by.

His gentle hums and warm touch let you have a peaceful sleep that night.

[teathattast]

i miss posting shit like this on tumblr

[violetlunette]

Part of this

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Yuu: So, who are you then? Malleus: Do you truly not know? Yuu: Hm, could you be a Leo? A Lawrence or a Lloyd? Yuu: Maybe you’re a Philbert or a Felix or a Flyod. Yuu: Perhaps your name is Boris? Boragard or Bill? No? Yuu: Maybe it’s Jaja—Victoria or Jill? Oh! Yuu: You could be a Digby or a Dillion, or Abu? Yuu: How about a Matthew or a Morris or a Stu? Yuu: Maybe you’re a Sigfrued or a James? Yuu: No, wait a minute! The answer’s in my brain I got it now! Oh, hocus pous! Rumpelstiltskin is your name! Malleus: Not even close. Yuu: What, seriously? Darn, I woulda bet money on that… Hmm, okay, how about Kazuki Kato? Malleus: Definitely not.

[7077070707]

best friend

feat — gojo satoru

contents & warnings — not proofread because im fucking lazy, mutual pining, friends to lovers, suggestive content, gojo being a dork as per usual

a/n — guys i’m sorry for writing ANOTHER gojo fic but he’s just so fun to write. this is slowly turning into a gojo blog (i hate him). ALSO, im actually a dc girl so i’m with my pookie on this one,,, but like at the same time i might prefer starwars… it’s hard out here, they’re both so peak. um!!! as you can tell i’m oddly passionate about all this comic and movie shit from my stupid rambling so im just gonna stop!!!

you and your best friend satoru trek indoors, both sweaty and fatigued from the blazing summer heat. you’re still finishing off the popsicle that gojo generously bought for you from the convenience store, for the whopping price of ¥180 (a true gentleman, he is). he claimed to be donating to charity, with you being a charity case – so in response you simply kicked him in the back of his knees which resulted him folding like a foldable chair. 

gojo was mindlessly chewing on the remains of his popsicle – that being the stick – and shoves his hands into his pockets. you were both passionately arguing over which franchise was better, and it was quickly becoming more and more heated. 

“dc is soo much better than marvel! what are you talking about?” he whines, pulling his hands out of his pockets and positioning them in a questioning, exasperated manner for the sake of exaggeration and his strong opinion. 

“no! no! no! marvel is cooler, and the movies are top tier. are dc movies as successful as marvel movies? no, i don’t think so.” you defend yourself, pointing an accusatory finger at gojo with some swagger. 

“well yeah, marvel movies are generally better but we’re talking about EVERYTHING, and everyone knows dc comics are superior. ‘cause, you know, the storylines are deeper and over all more interesting. and have you seen some of the art? arkham asylum’s art is insane! ALSO, CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW ICONIC BATMAN IS?” 

“i could say the same about spiderman. and iron man–” 

he cuts you off, “okay then, joker too!” 

“shut up! alright, fine… one point to marvel for movies, and one point to dc for comics.” you announce, albeit begrudgingly. 

“hold on, y/n.” leaning forward and wagging his finger stupidly, “there’s still more to it! what about games? or merch? lego adaptations? or even cartoons! maybe we could even add star wars to the mi–” 

“enough! it’s too hot for this, satoru! we can settle this later, and maybe even bring suguru as well, to defend his case for star wars.” 

a flash of disappointment shines upon his face at the mention of suguru, but maybe you were just seeing things. could it be that he was possibly saddened at the thought of his close friend being here? but why? maybe it’s because he wants to be alone with yo– 

‘no, shut up y/n!’ you think to yourself, ‘that’s obviously not the case…’ a small, sad after thought. you blame it on the lingering crush you had on your bestfriend and inwardly sigh. 

after the disappointed face that you claimed to notice, he flashes you a dopey grin and leans back. “alright, fine! you’re on! and damn, it is getting hot. i mean, even hotter. hotter than it was before, like previously–” he stops, “am i.. am i rambling?” 

“well, no. i mean, er– yes, yes you are. but it’s–” you giggle, “it’s cool, satoru. don’t sweat it!” your chest suddenly fills with a warmth, a different kind of warmth to the one the surface of your skin was feeling. 

he recovers and starts, “well, anyway…” he then abruptly takes his shirt off and throws it over his shoulder, his chiselled torso being revealed to you which raises heat to your face.

inside, you're panicking, ‘ohmygod.. what is happening? why is he stripping? huuuh..?’ 

he retrieves a wet rag and drags it across his body, creating wet droplets on his skin which was way more erotic than it should’ve been. the cool rag relieves him of the uncomfortable heat and he groans lowly, tilting his head up.

at the sound, you flush an even deeper red and panic even more, ‘oh my god! why? why is he so casual about this? i mean, how would he feel if i were to suddenly strip and wash myself with a wet towel? and make erotic noises as well! or am i making this an even bigger deal than it is? curse me and my brain…’ 

you stare shamefully at him, averting your eyes every now and then as an attempt to protect your wavering dignity. 

he catches your eye, and a shit eating grin presents itself on his face, “y/n? you alriiight? why is your face so red?” he teases, elongating his words and taking the piss out of you. 

you position yourself into a fighting stance, and retort defensively, “what? my face isn’t red! what are you talking about?” 

“why are you getting so riled up then? i’m only pulling your tail, ya know! unless you're actually flustered?” he quipped, inching closer to you. 

“go to hell gojo!” 

“why are you so flustered anyway?” he inquired, as if he wasn’t displaying his god-like body in front of you like a piece of exquisite art, “wait!” he lets out an exaggerated gasp, raising his hand to his mouth and you prepare yourself for the ‘shocking’ revelation his stupid little head cooked up, “you’re staring at my body! heeeey!” 

you grind your teeth, about to swing your fist at him. 

“i mean, i don’t blame you. girls are crazy over me.” he boasts, making you feel even more idiotic, “but hey, i’m crazy over you too!” you halt your actions and pause. 

“wait… what?” you croak out.

“you best believe it, pretty!” 

“you… you like me?” stunned by this unexpected declaration, “you like me, too?”

the boy smiles fondly at you, “of course. i just didn’t know how to confess… so i simply decided to do it on a whim, ya know – when my heart felt the fullest and all that cheesy crap.” 

“awww. gojo, you like me! that’s so cute!” 

his face gains an adorable pink flush, uncharacteristically flustered from your comment, and he sputters out, “wait what? why are the tables turning? when did the tables turn? how are the tables turning?!” 

giggling behind your hands, you assured him good naturedly, “well, just so you know. i like you too.” 

deadpanning at you, “i figured.” 

giggling once more, you twirl towards him and place a sweet kiss on the cheek of your now ex-best friend.

(bonus)

satoru smiles at the contact, but a burning question arrises, “so wait, does this mean we’re boyfriend and girlfriend now?”

you ponder for a moment, scrunching your face — gojo copying your expression, “err yeah, i think so! is that how it works?”

“how about i take you out on a date, pretty?” he suggests, finger gunning at you and flashing his signature goofy grin.

[winteriron-trash]

rdj the (whitewashed) electric boogaloo

This is a reminder to everyone who's excited about RDJ's casting as Doctor Doom that this casting is whitewashing. Victor Von Doom is a Romani character and has been a Romani character since his introduction in the 1960s. (Fantastic Four Annual #2 [1964]) Not only that, but his Roma identity and the persecution he and his family faced due to it is integral to his character, it is what forms his identity. (Books of Doom by Ed Brubaker) Even if on the off chance this casting is meant to not be Victor but instead be some variant of Tony or whomever else becoming Doctor Doom, it is damaging to the character to rob him of that important cultural background. Doctor Doom does not exist without that history. Fans have been pushing hard to cast Doom as a Romani actor for years, especially since the MCU has whitewashed other Romani characters. (Wanda, Pietro, etc) This casting is not a celebration moment, it's fucking heartbreaking that the MCU repeatedly ignores the important and nuanced cultural backstories of characters.

I know I can't change anybody's mind on whether or not you want to be excited about RDJ's return to the MCU. But I do think at the very least you should be mad that the MCU is baiting us all and destroying nuanced and interesting characters for the sake of self-referential easter eggs and nostalgia bait. Because that's what it is. Feel how you'd like to feel about RDJ's return, but personally, this is soul-sucking. I had such a deep love for the MCU as a teenager, it was obviously something incredibly formative to me, especially Tony Stark. This isn't recreating what I fell in love with the MCU for. This is turning a well-planned and artistic storyline of adaptations into cheap cash grabs and fan service. Because, I think we're past the point of being able to call the MCU an adaptation of anything. They can use existing characters' names and powers, but to say they're being properly adapted is laughable.

This is not an adaptation of Doctor Doom. This is RDJ the Electric Boogaloo because Marvel's fear of losing the interest of dedicated MCU fans overrides their willingness to tell stories that are genuine to the characters. I don't know what there is to be excited about that. The MCU has lost its authenticity and aside from a few projects, feels heartless. Every movie is a copy of a copy. This announcement isn't something celebratory, it feels like a death knell of a cinematic universe that's so desperate to cling to relevancy it's resorting to nostalgia for a character/actor who hasn't even been dead for a decade. We're not getting anything new, we're just rinsing and repeating the same song and dance.

I get it. I love Tony Stark, his death destroyed me and I to this day, rue the ending he got in Endgame. It misunderstood his arc and it robbed him of a satisfying conclusion. But the solution to that isn't dragging the corpse out of the grave five years later to whitewash an existing character with rich and interesting nuance, just to forcibly tie his existence in the MCU to Tony. Whether he is a variant or not. Why would you want someone else's fave's legacy to be destroyed simply so your fave's legacy can go on? Hell, if we were really all so hellbent on the return of RDJ and/or Tony to the MCU, we have the multiverse for a reason. There were other ways to do it that didn't whitewash and ruin someone else. This just. Isn't something to be happy about.