#I thought way too much about this

[starsstuddedsky]

I firmly believe 95 line would all fake their deaths but for wildly different purposes:

seungcheol: creates an itemized list of who reacts emotionally and determine how to further continue relationships (aka who is getting written out of the will)

jeonghan: an accident that he takes advantage of, just to be dramatic (feels bad when people cry)

joshua: no actual purpose, just chaos (sits in the coffin for five hours just to rise during the showing and scare the shit out of everyone)

[tyranasauruslex]

on the lukas dead dad thread: lukas only being able to open up about his dad memories for the first time to roman when he’s really fucked up and roman trying his best to be comforting while also freaking out internally because it brings up his unresolved dad feelings. i just love the image of a sad, sloppy lukas laying his head in roman’s lap and venting while roman cautiously pets his hair, a little afraid to open up himself

See, I have this HC that unlike Roman, Lukas has loads of memories of his dad doing stuff with him when he was a kid. Teaching him how to swim, how to ride a bike, taking him on hikes and camping trips, buying Lukas his first computer, telling him that it’s ok that he finds it difficult to make friends. In all the pictures Lukas has of them together his dad is beaming away at the camera. He looks happy, content. And then one day he killed himself knowing that Lukas was upstairs in his bedroom and would be the one to find his body. It leaves Lukas feeling like his childhood was some sort of weird simulation and that his relationship with his dad was never really real. Because unlike Logan, his dad always seemed like a nice, kind man who liked to do things with his kid on the weekend. 

Then one day Lukas realises he’s now older than his dad ever got to be and his brain just..breaks. Going to a rave strung out on as much acid he can get his hands on sounds like a good idea, except it’s not and Oskar has to round him up, drag him back to his apartment and hose him him down with cold water until he sobers up. 

Roman doesn’t know what to do because Lukas is supposed to be the strong one in the relationship, the one who will ditch a meeting to collect him from a therapy appointment when he can’t stop crying and taught him how to make coffee and do his own grocery shopping. Lukas never really talks about his dad and Roman feels like an arsehole for never asking but if he does ask, it makes him think about his own dad which is a whole mess within itself. But now Lukas is really crying and Roman has to be the brave one and look after him. He doesn’t think he’s doing a very good job but then Lukas plonks his head in his lap and starts to calm down when Roman starts to stroke his hair. 

[loumandivorce]

loustat iwtv playlist

here's my iwtv loustat playlist in chronological order if anyone's interested. it's basically just a bunch of gratuitous vampire references and too much will wood but hey.

explanation for each song choice under the cut

Do It All The Time - Lestat pov in beginning interactions (we're taking over the world/a little victimless crime/then i'm taking your innocence/i'll be corrupting your mind) Lay All Your Love On Me - Lestat pov during this time (don't waste your emotion/lay all of your blood on me) Me and Mr. Wolf - the courting/hunting thing (if i taste you will we know/if love kills or makes you whole/tears you open/brings you home) Eat You - The Turning Vampire References in Minor Key - lestat and louis first day vampiring Psycho Killer - louis various murder sprees Butch 4 Butch - ep. 3 loustat specifically (my sweetheart's piano is rat-filled/and mine is invested with bugs) Skeleton Appreciation Day - loustat being weird (bones, bones, bones/let me see your bones) Yes, To Err Is To Be Human, So Don't Be One - buildup and ep. 5 dv scene (i could suck your blood till your lips turn blue/drain you of your love if you want me to) Come To Me - literally the same placement as come to me in the show The Haunted Phonograph - about the record, also just a neat relationship study (so play me on your phonograph and swear that I'll Be yours/though your heart and voice can nevermore be one) Twist The Knife - crazy gay hate sex (got love and hate confused/can't separate the two/oh my love, how i've hated you) Your Body, My Temple - crazy gay hate sex part 2 Choke - Acoustic - louis and claudia murder plot (so shut your dirty mouth/if i could burn this town i wouldn't hesitate/to smile while you suffocate) Diggin' Up Hatchets - ahahah nooo don't falsely believe you're removing yourself from a toxic situation even as the abuser's hold goes deeper you're so sexy ahahah (we're ripping all the wires from our heads/we're pumping out the poison from our veins/and scrubbing out these wicked stains) House of the Rising Sun - introspective louis As The World Caves In - the balcony + ballroom scene (and here it is/our final night alive) Control - when louis tries to feed lestat the twin (i've grown familiar with villains that live in my head/they beg me to write them so i never die when i'm dead) Villainous Thing - Lestat pov of the murder plot, basically him calling Louis a big meanie (oh, dear let's remove those pretty clothes/cause you're a villainous thing/and i don't think anyone knows) My Body Is a Cage - the actual murder (we take what we're given/just because we forgot doesn't mean we're forgiven) Bloodsucker - lestat pov of him rotting in that coffin + redemption/pity party Sympathy For the Devil - ripped straight from the 1994 movie, lestat returns

[airlockfailure]

Use Your Words

I was tagged by @littlefeatherr

A phrase/quote/word you find funny: “Oh, look at that. I’ve been impaled.” -Olaf (Frozen) This is exactly how I respond to injury.

Some of your favorite SFW words: Catawampus, Tiddlywinks, Whippersnappers, Shenanigans, Pollywogs, Helter-skelter

Favorite cusses, NSFW or otherwise: Outside of writing, I don't usually curse, but my go to is Fuck or Cunt or "Fuck you in the cunt you bitch ass motherfucking dumb whore". Usually if I'm to the point of swearing, most of what I'm going to say is curses, usually growling under my breath because I'm in public trying to fix a machine. 😅

What language do you speak? English, French, ASL, some German, Russian, Chinese, and Japanese, Latin, and Arabic.

Favorite words in language(s) other than your first: Blitzkrieg, IDK, really, it's all about how the words sound to me. Etoile, mourir, humanitas, 森林, etc.

Movies with subtitles on or off? On. Side note: it grinds my gears when whoever translated the script for subtitles translates incorrectly. I can't tell you how many times I've watched a French tv show or movie and the English subtitles are completely wrong. 😬 Like, sir, you've just changed a major plot point that messes up the entire story!!! Also, censorship. If the character says a curse in their language, use the curse in the subtitles. Goddamn.

Books you've read/listened to the most times: 魔道祖师 (I may have hyper-fixated on all her books).

Do you listen to songs in other languages? Remember, we are all brothers. Hakkerskaldyr.Translation Galgaldr.Translation Norupo.Translation Vivre à en crever Latin cover of Green Day LOL Mando'a counts right?

Do you express yourself better with words, images or something else? I don't believe I'm good at expressing myself. I'm vague, and the truth is often implied because I always think of something else/more information after the fact.

Do you talk more or less when you're nervous? Mute.

How do you pronounce February? Feb-u-ary. When I'm trying to write it I have to say to myself "feb-rew-ary".

What kind of accent do you have? To make it easier for you to picture, it's a Boston accent, but around here we resent being lumped together with people from away. The more angry I am, or if I'm not at work, the more obvious it gets LOL. Most of the time, my accent is neutral (sometimes called Broadcast English, like you hear some newscasters using). But if you make me mad 😂 oh boy. Here, this is what I sound like when I'm angry/at home/with friends. This is what I try to intentionally sound like professionally. You can even see a bit of the difference in the first video of the lobsterman vs. the interviewer. (Also, warning for the first video if lobster death upsets you.)

If you literally had to eat your words, what would they taste like? I don't know. Cinnamon rolls?

Tagging anyone who wants to do this. I'm avoiding Tumblr a bit today to avoid TBB spoilers. HAHA

[eosofspades]

i didn't have "i'm broken" teenage asexual angst i had "i'm literally being the only reasonable one about this concept and the rest of you are behaving like fucking freaks" perception issues

[inkskinned]

probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.

we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."

at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.

the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.

the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.

what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.

here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.

[anna-scribbles]

last one i promise(<—lie)

[starry-bi-sky]

don't you want to be a cult leader? - danyal al ghul au

this is mostly a joke post but i thought it was funny and had to share so--

his first mistake was, obviously, inheriting his father's inability to see an injustice and stand still. -- actually, danyal's first mistake was his lair being so big. a mountainous island with a large temple in the center resembling his old home in Nanda Parbat? With sprawling foliage and rivers and streams and waterfalls galore? What was he going to do with all that space? Let it go to waste? He had plants there! Native trees of the ghost zone growing from the soil! He couldn't let it all be left unchecked!

So naturally after helping a fellow teenage assassin ghost -- who he later learns is named Akihiko, -- from Walker of all people, he sent them over to hang low at his lair until it was safe enough for them to wander around the Zone. Walker couldn't get through Danyal's astrofield if his life depended on it, and trust him -- he's tried. Danny was clearing out debris from his stupid transport vans for weeks.

Honestly it wasn't so bad, he and Aki really quickly became fast friends and Danny loves having a sparring partner close to his level again -- he hasn't had this much fun fighting since he left the League. Aki was very dedicated and levelheaded, the both of them clicked really well because of it.

Nonono, the real trouble began after Danyal met some long-passed League members and allowed them to come join his island as well. Apparently they had made a few enemies of the zone, and maybe Danyal still felt some loyalty to the League. He couldn't just let them be left to rot. Their zealotry could be overlooked so long as they kept it contained and helped him take care of his island.

And it.. snowballs from there? He meets a teen squire aptly calling himself Ambroise -- whether that was his living name or not is yet to be seen -- who died during feudal france, who is just about as dramatic and passionate as every french stereotype makes them out to be. He calls Danyal "my moon and great muse" -- which is both flattering and little uncomfortable, but Danyal's grown up in the League as the Grandson of the Demon Head, he is used to mild worship. he passes it off as nothing more, nothing less. -- and while his energy is overwhelming on the worst of days, he helps Danny draw out of his shell more in ways that Sam and Tucker still struggle with.

Him and Aki butt heads a lot, but the two seem to hold the other in at least some positive regard, so Danny doesn't worry too much about them fighting while he's gone. It only becomes a mild issue when Aki also begins calling Danny "my moon". It's a little sweet, so Danyal brushes it off.

Then he takes in a troupe of ghosts some time after he defeats Pariah Dark and they begin calling him "great one" just as the yetis do in the far frozen. This is where he meets the twins -- a pair of sibling ghosts who call themselves Trixie and Missy (short for Trick and Mislead) -- who aren't quite as passionate as Ambroise but more energetic than Aki. Eventually they also start calling Danyal "my moon" and attach themselves to his hip, even within the living. They like to hide in his shadow and cause trouble for the rest of the students. He makes sure they don't hurt anyone.

He's pretty sure Aki is jealous, same with Ambroise, but he can't be too certain other than the fact that they become much more lingering (re: clingy) whenever he visits the island.. Something he's trying to do much more often these days due to the increasing amount of people living there now. Since when did he become so popular?

Then there's Pēnelópeia from the Greater Athens, who ran away from home and joined his Island after he ran into her while she was being chased by Skulker -- and he's pretty sure the reason was because of her chimeric appearance. Her strange eyes and mismatched wings and lion's tail and talons. She assimilates into his friend group very easily, she gets along well with Ambroise and Trixie and Danny usually finds the three of them climbing the trees to pluck the most fruit from the top. They can fly and he knows it, but they prefer to climb.

Then finally there's silent poet Akkara who comes from ancient mesopotamia, who gets along most with Aki -- which is no surprise there considering their similar personality dispositions. he watches Aki and Danyal fight each other and leaves comments on this or that that he notices. He writes Danyal poems on clay tablets and leaves them by his room.

They're one big mismatched group of outcasts, and Danny's got the other ghosts on his island to tend to, because they're living on his island and he wants to be hospitable even if he struggles with that. But he spends the most of his time with them.

Sam and Tucker are making fun of him. Tucker jokingly tells him 'careful Danny, at this rate you're gonna start a cult'. Danny really wishes he had taken that joke more seriously.

He just. keeps. collecting people. Wayward souls lost in the zone, looking for shelter or refuge from something or other -- whether that be another hostile ghost, or a past afterlife, or just a purpose. Danyal finds them, he takes them in, offers them a place on his island until they are ready to leave. Many seldom do. He's not complaining -- he has the space, and it feels like it's only ever growing.

His close friends, his "inner circle" as he's heard the others call them, keep insistently calling him "my moon". He starts calling them his stars, because then it only feels fair. They're his stars, this is his constellation. It becomes a thing; little star halos begin forming behind their heads, picking them out from the rest. He loves them so much, it's hard to place. Sam and Tucker are also his stars, but they reside in the living realm, they're his tie to Life. Meanwhile, his friends here know what it's like to be dead, and sometimes its nice to relate.

Those living on his island keep calling him "Great One" and he's beginning to notice zealotry in their care for his island. He really, deeply appreciates it. His close friends gain nicknames -- as his stars, it's only natural for him to pick them out from the cluster in the skies. Akihiko, his Sirius and bright star. Trix and Missy, Castor and Pollux, the twins and troublemakers. Ambroise, his zealous Antares and close friend. Penelopeia, chimeric and loyal Vega. And Akkara, his Arcturus and strength.

It's ridiculous how long it takes for him to notice; he is, of course, a deadly trained assassin. He is meant to be observant -- and normally he is! But somehow this becomes a blind spot. One that becomes too big to be dealt with by the time he realizes it.

He should've noticed when Aki, his Sirius, stood beside him one day while Danyal looked over his island and saw the sprawling spirits carrying on about their afterlife and bowing to him as they saw him, and said: "I looked down into the depths when I met you; I couldn't measure it." They aren't one for flowing prose, it took him so off guard he was silent for over a minute before he finally spoke.

Danyal should've recognized devotion for what it is, and yet he didn't. He should've recognized it when Antares began spouting praises about him, crowing about his radiance and resplendence to the heavens. He just brushed it off as Ambroise being Ambroise. He should've recognized it when Trix and Missy nearly broke Dash's leg after he knocked Danyal's books out of his hands, he excused it as them being protective. Of them coming from times where such violence may have been customary -- after all, that's what he used to be like. What he was still like, sometimes, when his emotions nearly got the better of him.

He should've noticed it when the people living on his island followed his word like gospel, looked at him like he hung the stars in the sky. When his friends gifted him a shawl with the moon phases delicately embroidered into it, with silver, shimmering thread and moving stars lovingly stitched into it. Their constellations seen clear as day in the dark fabric. When he found small shrines dedicated to him -- but they lacked any image of him beyond stones carved to look like moons, so he ignored it. When the religious imagery began popping up.

He really, really should've noticed it when a bunch of cultists accidentally summoned Antares, and Antares had turned to him when he arrived and called them heretics. But he was so centered on the fact that they had kidnapped one of his stars, that he hadn't paid much attention to what Ambroise had said.

Sages say that faith is blind, they should also say faith in you is even blinder.

It really only hits him one afternoon while he's sitting in Sam's room studying with Tucker, Missy and Trixie lounging at his feet, Aki sat on his right, Penelopeia braiding his hair, Ambroise draped against him, and Akkara lurking over him. Its one of the rare few times they're all in one room together.

It hits him like a bolt of lightning. He looks up from his textbook. "Oh Ancients," he says in no amounting shock. Everyone looks up to him.

"I've become my grandfather."

[egophiliac]

Since book 7 part 5 (the part where we meet Meleanor/Maleanor 👀) is coming to EN this month, i would love to see your take on lilia’s proposal to meleanor! i mean they were like little kids right? it couldn’t have been that serious…i think the only reason she even brought it up again is because she could tell lilia still genuinely loved her…(even if he didn’t realize it himself?) but, oh well! Let’s think about silly childhood shenanigans to numb the pain! ^_^ (orz)

oh shit?! get ready for a doozy guys, it's comiiiiiing ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

I chickened out of posting the whole thing (look, I get VERY carried away when it comes to these wacky kids and their Tragedy), but I do believe that it probably ended with Lilia getting embarrassed and just shoving the first thing he sees into his mouth to try and cover for it.

(we're just lucky it wasn't a frog this time)

[voltaical-art]

im in agony. a little self indulgent but I think wyll deserves to be told he's loved and have a small breakdown about it

[chickenchirps27]

hello denizens of tumblr i come with humble offerings

they wish to romance you

[everchased]

at least it'll be wonderful while it lasts.

(a little post-game downtime discussion, when they have the time and space to talk about these things. also in my canon, scratch gets to stay. :/)

[kiksniko]

guys. hear me out

[chocostrwberry]

Nathalie Sancoeur!! The one on the right is just an alt design I was playing with. Ft. Faceless Gabriel!

More info below!!

I made her more monochrome because the Agreste family is very black-and-white, so I made her basically fit their house and their sense of style. It would also be interesting to see how Marinette collides with Adrien’s world; she also wants to be a fashion designer, but her projects are very fun and odd and non-traditional. She also puts lots of care and love into hand-making all of it, contrasting to his father who just approves and doesn’t approve designs. So she unconsciously represents him leaving his prison/comfort zone and experiencing something new and unfamiliar!!

Side fact: The mint green undershirt he’s wearing in his redesign wasn’t part of the originally planned outfit; it was supposed to be just the grey pants and the black polo. But he wanted to wear his favorite color (green) for the first day of school so he snuck it in, and Nathalie allowed it.

Bonus: Nathalie with black eyes and a more “plum” color palette

[gummi-ships]

[hoshinasblade]

your wedding to hoshina soshiro is tomorrow and although the elders have forced to put you in separate rooms - the superstition specifies that the groom is to not see the bride the night before the ceremony - your restless feet had found themselves in front of the suite your husband-to-be is staying at. after all, it won't be the first time you had broken tradition for love and you can feel it in your bones that it won't be the last time either.

you knocked at the door thrice, hoping that's enough to call hoshina's attention; praying that he is actually inside, and not at some bachelor party where you are well aware almost always involves indecent acts.

"hey," hoshina greeted you as he beckoned you to come in. "i missed you today," he said and the confession painted your cheeks pink. "did you need anything?" hoshina's hands attempted to capture yours but upon noticing you were holding a box in them, he settled in noting the slight tremble in your movements. it offered him a little consolation that it seems he isn't the only one anxious for the event the next morning.

"i have something for you", you told him as you presented the box. the box was a bit bigger than your own torso, covered in brown paper that tore easily as he opened it. inside is a tantō, custom made, he realised as he noticed the embossed name near the handle of the blade. the metal is cold to his touch, and perhaps if he applied more pressure, he could cut himself. "do you like it?" you asked giddily.

hoshina couldn't answer right away. in the past, people had certainly given him gifts, but not as thoughtful - as breathtaking - as this one. "you didn't have to -"

"it's a gift," you interrupted him as you closed the distance between the two of you. when you started dating hoshina, you had always been annoyed at the height difference - you hated having to always look up to him. that's fine, that just means i get to look after you all the time, he answered you. "don't think i won't use it to dice you down if you mess up though," you added which earned a chuckle from hoshina.

"i thought i already promised that i won't break your heart." hoshina grabbed your hands now and he can feel the loud pulse on your wrist. even our heartbeats are in sync, he wanted to say. "i'll take care of you."

your silence was enough of a response. the tantō remained in the box on the floor that night, a symbol of how you had given hoshina soshiro a literal weapon - to protect you or to hurt you, only he could decide on. maybe love works exactly like that, you'd like to think - giving someone the key to destroying us all the while praying they do the opposite.

the elders scolded you the next day, endless mutters of bad luck because you stayed the night with hoshina but you didn't care - you had made up your mind that you will spend your lifetime with him anyway, what's one more night to add to forever?

honorary tagging my bestie again @umafanfiqueiraqualquer 😁