#That's the plot

[goodomensao3tagoftheday]

[justahaikyuublog]

Haikyuu perfectly summarized.

Original post with other mangas.

[r-yui]

A cover I did for my teredio fanfic for local fanwork event.

It's post Origin and Dion survives because somehow he becomes half dragon.

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Across the Spiderverse (2023)

[eeechooo]

Aligned Minds

Fandom : Lockwood & Co.

Pairing : Female Reader X George Karim

Request by @thestrangerblog "Intellectual reader is tired of vain guys who are good looking and know it and think that's enough to get every girl they want. Then reader meets George who is proud of his intellect and who sees brains and character strength in her and not just a pretty face and hot body."

You were tired of them. The peacocks. The guys who sauntered into the room, all confident smirks and perfect hair, thinking their good looks alone could win them the world. They were everywhere, especially in places like this—academic conferences on the supernatural. You had hoped for serious discussions, intellectual stimulation. Instead, you found a sea of vain, posturing boys who thought a charming smile and a well-fitted suit were enough to make them experts on ghostly phenomena.

Sitting in the back of the lecture hall, you scribbled in your notebook, full of doodles and half-formed ideas about the origins of ghosts. The current speaker droned on about the latest theories, but your mind was wandering. You glanced around, noting the usual suspects—guys trying to network rather than truly engage with the material. Typical.

Then he spoke.

“What about the spiritual residue left by traumatic events? Your theory doesn’t account for the variance in Type Two ghost manifestations,” said a voice, sharp and probing.

You turned to see the source. A young man with disheveled hair and a look of intense concentration on his face. He was scribbling something in his notebook, quick. It was messy, you just knew it.

The lecturer, a renowned but notoriously complacent professor, stumbled over his words. “Well, uh, that’s an interesting point, but—”

“But nothing,” the young man cut in, his tone sharp. “If we don’t consider the psychological impact and the nature of the trauma, we’re missing half the picture.”

You were intrigued. This wasn’t the usual superficial debate. This was someone who cared about the truth, who dug deep into the complexities of the supernatural.

When the professor tried to dismiss the question, you couldn’t help yourself. You stood up. “He’s right,” you said, your voice steady. “Ignoring the emotional resonance of traumatic events skews our entire understanding of ghost origins. We need a more holistic approach.”

The room went silent. The professor looked flustered, and several attendees turned to see who had dared to challenge the status quo. But the young man—George, you remembered—smirked and nodded approvingly.

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During the break, you found yourself gravitating towards George. He was still scribbling in his notebook, muttering to himself.

“Mind if I join you?” you asked, trying to keep your tone casual.

He looked up, surprise flashing in his eyes before he smirked again. “By all means. I could use someone who actually gets it.”

You sat down next to him, feeling a strange mix of nerves and excitement. “I’m really tired of these guys who think they know everything because they look good in a suit.”

George snorted. “Tell me about it. They’re more interested in networking than actual knowledge. It’s infuriating.”

You nodded vigorously. “Exactly! It’s like they think their charm can substitute for real understanding.”

“Unfortunately, that’s the world we live in,” George said, his tone slightly bitter. “But there are a few of us who see through the facade. Want to grab some pizza for lunch? We can discuss how wrong that professor was.”

You couldn’t help but smile. “I’d like that. I’d like that a lot.”

And that is why, over slices of pizza in a quiet corner of a nearby café, you and George talked non-stop. He told you about Lockwood & Co., the agency he worked for, and the various cases they had handled. His stories were captivating, filled with danger and mystery. Jesus, it seemed better than the work you had in your agency, boring, usually the same routine everyday.

“I’ve always been more interested in the origins of the Problem,” George said between bites. “The nature of ghosts. It’s not just about dealing with the manifestations, it’s about understanding why they happen in the first place. This is just... fascinating”

You nodded, feeling more connected to him with each word. “That’s exactly what drives me too. There’s so much more to uncover, so much that the mainstream theories just… gloss over.”

George leaned back, looking thoughtful. “You know, we should team up. Present our own findings. Show these superficial idiots what real research looks like.”

Your heart skipped a beat. “You mean it?”

“Absolutely. I can tell you’re serious about this. Together, we could really make an impact.”

He was right.

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Two months flew by in a whirlwind of research, late nights, and shared passion. You had spent the majority of your free time with him, and it felt so, so, so nice. As the day of the presentation dawned, nerves mingled with excitement. Standing side by side in front of a packed lecture hall, you and George delivered your findings with confidence and conviction.

The audience was spellbound, hanging on your every word. Even the skeptics couldn’t deny the weight of your evidence. And when the final word faded to black, applause erupted throughout the room.

As the attendees filed out, exchanging compliments and inquiries, you and George found yourselves outside, the air buzzing with post-presentation energy.

“Pizza?” you proposed, a smile tugging at your lips.

George’s eyes lit up. “Absolutely.”

The pizzeria was bustling with activity, but you managed to snag a quiet corner booth. As you sat down, the adrenaline of the presentation still coursing through your veins, a comfortable silence settled between you.

It was George who broke it first, his voice soft and contemplative. “I can’t believe we did it.”

You nodded, a warm glow spreading through your chest. “We make a pretty good team, huh?”

He smiled, a rare, genuine smile that reached his eyes. “The best.”

As you both dug into your slices, savoring the victory and the delicious food, you felt a surge of courage. You glanced up at George, meeting his gaze head-on.

“It’s a date,” you said, your voice steady.

George’s eyes widened, and he choked on his slice, coughing and sputtering. After a moment, George regained his composure, his cheeks tinged with pink. “I—I mean, yes. Yes, it is.”

You couldn’t help but laugh. For a man that smart, he can sure as hell be clueless sometimes.

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It was fun writing this, thank you for your request, i hope it was good enough! I'm trying to get back to writing for hours after stopping for maybe a year and oh my i missed it SO MUCH???? also yes i feel like food keeps appearing but oh well it just gets people together. again if you've got request DO NOT HESITATE, i write them based on who commented first but they're all going to be posted! thanks for reading this hehe, take care!!

@neewtmas @cielooci (this is the taglist, if you don't want to be there anymore or if you want to be just tell me!)

[impala124]

Man out on a date with an over-achiever : The claw machine seems fun.

The over-achiever in question :

My precious cinnamon roll!!

The look of absolute disappointment on Tyme's face when Great misses is taking me out😂 and he doles out adivice!

Realises that showing is better than giving instructions.

They take turns playing and start their own doll collection, ending the date on a happy note.

Bonus -

Great's little 'Oh' kills me every damn time.

[queenofshenanigans]

WIP Weekend Request

🐉I'm so intrigued by this!

Thanks! It's a lot of fun, and has been languishing in my WIP folder forever. I'm excited to be making progress on it!

Picking up directly from here

"What? No. Of course not.” The protest was instinctual, more than anything, because of course Steve hadn’t understood the chirping and squawking and full-body wriggles Dustigon (that sounded vaguely like it could be a character from the nerd game Dustin and Eddie liked, didn’t it? Kinda like that Auragorn guy) had gone through. “I mean, it was pretty obvious what he was getting at.” There was more chirping from Dustigon, and it was much louder this time, offended and insistent, not to mention bitchy and judgmental. “Jesus, okay, Dustin, fuck. Aragon, I get it! And yes, I know it’s Dungeons and Dragons, Dustin. You talk about it constantly, and fine I’ll do laundry tonight, and I'm sorry I called you bitchy and judgmental but you really could watch your tone dude. Also, don’t you think we have more important things to focus on right now?” There was more silence, before Steve swore again, more creatively this time before leaning down to look the dragon straight in its golden flecked eyes. “Dustin...dude, are you reading my mind?”

My inbox is still open!

[fiannans]

Alan Wake 2 (2023)

[foxs0x]

Monster teeth for a vampire character I've got brewing in my head

[dnangelic]

𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 — OLD SCHOOL FUN! Create a playlist of 10 songs for your desired muse & tag people to keep it going!

VUJA DE - UKNOW

Disillusioned and lost The Vuja De, everyday feels strange Snap out of this hypnosis, Three two one Red sun!

2. BIBBIDIBA - TSUMIKI FT. 星街すいせい

Hop into the carriage, take me drivin' I transform myself with a huge glowup The world's at my mercy, beware of my fancy (Fancy) Amidst the glaze, we're dancing So long, goodbye to putting myself down One day, the audience with eat out of my hands Ladies and gentlemen, lend me your ears

3. LATE RISER - GOODCOOL

I started getting lost when I realized I wasn't going after my goals When I thought it shouldn't be like this, it just made me more irritated You ... everything I thought I believed, I was just spinning my wheels You ... when I've even gotten sick of the fake smiles, like I'll escape the emptiness If I can do this here, like I've fallen asleep, I don't even care in my dreams; for a while, I'll be a late riser Late riser ... late riser ... oh ... riser ... yeah!!

4. PASSION - KEYTALK

I’ll sing the true song Everything of you, now, the song filled with lie The crying sky looks like sweet sweet honey It’s always loved like that Someone’s voice calls in a long long darkness Let’s bring back a voice to the close relationship

5. CRIMINAL BEAST - DIAURA

Pleasure comes before reason The crumbling is beautiful Let's expose Becoming true to your desires like an animal In the whirlpool of fate that begins to turn If you entrust it, it will be beautiful Let's expose Become more and more free like a beast

6. CHOU - ACID BLACK CHERRY

I’m a butterfly caught in a trap of love. Not matter how I try, I cannot move, I trifle with the idea of raising my voice. It’s not “love”, it’s not “love” but I loved you.

7. BABEL - BUCK TICK

Dark universe, I’m nothing All the creation, gently illuminated by the moonlight Lamb meat with red wine Isn't enough, isn't enough, give me more blood Tonight, to reach the sky for you, I’ll be Babel [like Babel's tower] pleasure, sadness, angry in the end of the desire, I’ll be Babel Love me at the moonlight A fear feeling, IF YOU… You are an illusion IF I don’t exist.. I’m an illusion of a dream too

8. FATE : REBIRTH - NATSUP

You are no longer here. There's no longer a meaning for my existence. That voice inside my head has been calling out to me again and again. Please also take me to your place. If our encounter is an unforgivable sin, then let's fall together without a trace.

9. JUPITER - BUCK TICK

To what extent have I hurt people? Tonight I wonder if I can be kind? Goodbye to that sad smiling face I wonder if tonight I'll sleep alone?

10. RAIN - SEKAI NO OWARI

Where the rainbow spreads in the sky, rain is falling down the rainbow will vanish soon, but the rain will keep nurturing the plants where the rainbow spreads in the sky I won't forget, on a rainy day like this, we gazed into the sky together

tagged by : @megitsunekko tysm!! 💗💗

[swan2swan]

Also, I'm very much raging right now...

Maisie watches a recording where Wu is talking about how he can use her DNA and Beta's DNA to fix the locusts and stop their spread. Which, as we've established, are currently jeopardizing millions of lives.

The start of the movie shows that 37 people were killed by dinosaurs...a lot of whom probably died because of dinosaurs Maisie released (at this point, Brooklynn might still be presumed dead from the Allosaurus Maisie set free).

There's a plotline there about how Maisie has the power to save lives again. Or risk people dying....and she immediately goes and frees Beta just to cause some chaos and escape.

Not that she doesn't have a right to. Obviously. She's been kidnapped. Wants to leave. Well within her rights.

But you have the chance to let The Girl Who Unleashed Dinosaurs on America reflect on her actions, and you ignore that? You just...pass on it?

[goodomensao3tagoftheday]

[kirkwallpaper]

i do, at some point, want to write the shittiest modern!au ever

[purplecelestial-buddy]

Lets appreciate what Pinterest showed me today.

[blood-mocha-latte]

i'm experimenting with tags for the modern webgott divorced two times au