#and its making me lose my GODDAMN mind

[kafkasmjjw]

this scene quite literally changed my life i don't know where id be without it

[youngpettyqueen]

there is something very sad about Peg just wanting to tell BJ about her day to day life, the mundane things in the house that need to be fixed and the funny things that happen to her, all things he would've enjoyed hearing about or would've handled with her if he'd been there, and having absolutely no idea what effect these letters actually have on him

[ruthlesslistener]

Me: hmm well I'm kinda fading out of hyperfixation with D2 back to casual interest but I'm still super invested in this one fic author's ocs, lemme just open this Transformers/Destiny 2 crossover that they did for the hunter in their fireteam so I have something to read during lunch and then I can hop on those Hollow Knight longfics I've been saving for break-

Me 56 chapters later, a goddamn mess:

[soapsbaby]

the way one of my kinktober prompts was "Shower sex - Johnny MacTavish" and the irony only dawned on me right now.

Like. Using Soap in the shower?!

[theimpossiblescheme]

Say what you will about the Cyrano movie (and one day I'll be able to in a halfway articulate manner), but I am still mildly obsessed with "Every Letter", and I think about this ending couplet all the time...

Your letters are drawings on me from above I know who you are and I know you are loved

Just... the idea of Cyrano and Christian receiving a letter in return from Roxanne and feeling their breath catch both with ecstasy and with bitter regret.

I know who you are...

But she can't. But she mustn't. But it would break her heart--she would never trust them again. But it wouldn't be fair to Christian. But Cyrano could never show his face again. But they already feel themselves burn under her gaze, and to meet it honestly without the armor of a soldier, of these letters, would scorch them until nothing remains. But the only true honor is to hide, even if they know it's really the coward's way out. But the only safety (if they were being brutally honest with themselves) is to hide.

... and I know you are loved.

But God, they wish they didn't have to.

[andi-o-geyser]

I’m so sorry but I think that the funniest thing they did in Top Gun Maverick was the fact that to try to beat the “Top Gun is really fucking gay” allegations they paired Mav up with a different woman this time but in doing so accidentally validated an entirely new gay ship. It’s like. Hey. Lean in real close. Hey. Mav’s got a new girlfriend this time and they’re exes with a fraught past but over the course of the movie make up and get back together, isn’t that so romantic? And then five feet away from all that shit Rooster and Hangman are just straight up saying they have an history with each other and they hold an intense rivalry before they eventually get over their differences and become friends and all the while Rooster is telling Hangman he looks good for the fiftieth fucking time that day and they keep playing romantic songs to piss each other off. The most hilarious thing is that the writers constantly use Maverick’s romances from both movies and basically parallel the only straight relationships with Rooster and Hangman’s relationship, and it’s like? Is this intentional? Is there something you want to tell us?? Because those two have STRONG hostile ex boyfriend energy if i’ve ever seen it, and if the writers want to convince me they’re straight they have another thing coming. If parallels with the only romance on screen then why no canon ex boyfriends. If parallels with both couples from both movies then why no gay. Hmm. Riddle me that Tom Cruise 

[eligobrrrrr]

Nine people you'd like to know better!

Thank you for the tag both @bard-coded and @tashas-cauldron-of-magic-soup !! It's always so fun seeing the answers change when I do this stuff

last song: The only thing they fear is you from Doom (I was, pretty mich listening to Thurak's playlist)

favourite colour: I like blues and yellows, but like an orangey-yellow, that's actually a colour pallette that keeps popping up on my character designs

currently watching: Tbh I think nothing(?) because I barely see series anymore, but I am reading something, that being The legend of Drizzt Do'urden - The Starlight Enclave (because Im obsessively searching for lore about Callidae)

sweet/savoury/spicy: Savoury 100%, I love cheese and pasta with mushrooms, second place would go to sweet probably (?) but with a limit, third place goes to spicy, it's not that I dislike it I'm just not used to eating spicy things

relationship status: Single 👍

current obsession: OC's, not only mine but other people's too, like, it is unreal how much I'm just having everyone's characters spinning in my head at the moment, I am looking at everyone's pretty OC's like this

If I had to say some main ones at least from my own it would be Davhomin and Thurak, but tbh at least I'm always obsessed with Davhomin, I can't leave my dearest boy die, he was my first d&d character and therefore holds a very special place in my heart

Wish I could have finished Curse of Strahd with him

(I am also working on a new character, Enoch, whom I've posted some concept art already I believe)

last thing you googled: Pretty sure it was a [companion] approves template because I want to do those with my children, have I found it? Not yet

Anyways thank you! I'm not sure If I have 9 people to tag but I'll try my best! @yeshihellodani @web-spinning @mothusingtheinternet @becfromthedead @inkspillsss

[rudeboimonster]

claws into the earth. if you ever want to talk music with me good GOD please do. i want to foam at the mouth about albums and musicians i like and i wanna hear about the ones you do too. inbox is always fucking open holy SHIT

[bunnyb34r]

Girl help there's noises

[cerkowah]

Of course season 4 wasn't gonna have nandermo get together even without Nandor's internalized homophobia or Guillermo's catholic guilt they are both So Fucking Stupid they're literally hopelessly in love with each other but constantly go "no he could never feel the same way" and it makes me LIVID but also I love it and I would gladly watch 10 seasons of them dancing around each other just for the emotional payoff of the finale kiss

[ultimateplaylistmaker]

Maybe Atua is like...an alien deity? Or a king? Or some sort of thing Angie worships to cope with the aliens? I think she mentioned her islands flowers being destroyed because Atua didn't like them or something.

Not sure if the world is truly destroyed, but all the bad stuff happening in tandem seems either like the aliens took from the history of bad things in humanity happening and stuck it in all at once, or the meteors were the aliens.

And like with how Miu (I think) said in her fte, she was in an accident and woke up with a talent, and Maki moving so quickly that she can disappear, maybe the aliens saw the Izuru Kamukura files and said "we can do that, but perfect it", and gave them all talents. They just have regular people one so that they don't go all emotionless.

And Tsumugi herself described Atua as Izuru Kamukura, because to her and maybe the aliens, he was borderline a god from the description.

Anyway, this tests what's real and what's fake because if sci-fi has taught me anything, aliens most likely have the technology to make you think things are real, but they actually aren't, but those fake things are taken from your memories that were found to be implemented, but they were also real, but not your memories and rather someone else's. And that someone else is real while your existence is actually in question. What's real? What's fake? How much sci-fi until the fi becomes non fi?

Yeah I get the like body horror but im just wondering what the hell happens next after the game what the fuck do they do with them do they give all those that died little gold star u tried stickers and put them all back on earth? Do they keep them and like make them alien celebrities? Do they turn them also into aliens? incredibly curious about what the hell Shuichi is going to do when he wakes up and instead of a Real Human Nurse its a fucking mini cthulhu going "omg can i have your autograph"

[bicyclepainting]

never in my life have i ever had group projects members so chronically incompetent. im being tested by god and holy shit i am going to fail

[localratman]

"oh hey how ya doing?" im doing just dandy, im just frothing at the mouth over GAY RODENTS of all things and launching into the planning of a multi-chapter fic about said gay rodents.

[hecksupremechips]

quark 3 junpei tenmyouji 4 shinjiro 18 fucked up and evil i did three oooooh!!!!

Teehee

Quark: Sleeping hc! Well first off Quark is a lil baby boy very cute when he sleeps. I would love to say they have cute stuffed animals but hm, probably not unfortunately 😭. And they’re probably not able to get good king sleep cuz evil apocalyptic society I feel like never lets people sleep for too long. It’s just kinda like, you sleep where you can when you can and hopefully it goes well. But he does get to sleep in his grandpas arms occasionally and leaning on his shoulder! Very bony shoulders but eh it’s the thought that counts

Junpei Tenmyouji: Driving hc! I don’t think he can drive. I think he would pretend to have a license in the event that there is a car and no one else is fit to drive to he awkwardly gets put into a position where he must drive and then he somehow is able to do everything perfectly normal and then afterwards he gets out of the car and passes out and dies. Junpei definitely would have road rage somehow like if he’s in the car with you and someone is riding your ass hed be very annoyed with this nonsense behavior and this asshole who’s trying to run you over when you’re going at a perfectly reasonable speed. And I think he’s mostly a bus/train kinda guy, maybe a bike if we’re feeling spicy, and I think he’s got at least one pair of heelys for emergencies 😎

Shinjiro: favorite possession! There’s quite a few I could say uh I mean just going off of canon obviously the pocket watch is a big one, it’s the big item needed to complete his social link and protect him. I’m still kinda uh trying to decide what exactly I want the backstory to be for the watch but basically I think he got it around the time he became a persona user. I like to think he was with Akihiko and Mitsuru and they were like wanting to get him something fancy and expensive and he was like pleeeease do not do that 😞🙏 and a lot of compromises were made but he ends up with a cool ass pocket watch because it’s just some absurd ass fancy shit like who the hell uses pocket watches in this century and it’s very fitting for Shinji cuz he acts like a grandpa. And he’s grateful but kinda also conflicted cuz he doesn’t want to be treated like a charity case and he doesn’t think he should have nice things, but he holds in tight to it anyways and when he loses it it’s kinda a big deal to him and he feels really strange when Kotone goes out of her way to find it for him because like, why is this happening again these people just acting so weird and nice to him??? Who does that??? And also like he probably should’ve practically speaking pawned it off while he was homeless so he could have some decent money but. It’s about the power of friendship and sentimental value!!! He can’t get rid of it!!! Unfortunately the watch doesn’t survive the bullet but idk maybe the gang can get it repaired for him 🥺. As for other random items I’ll just mention some with no context: lighter, hat, cds, bracelet, poster, knife

[meatball-soup]

INHALE EXHALE

WHINING AND RANT INDCOMINGF DONT MIND ME AUHGDHG

the kickstarter fucking ended and i hestitated too long and i missed it i mean its also pricey and i dont think i have the monie to spare for that but also UGGHHHHH I FEEL SO MISERABLE HDNSHSJ MAN i wonder if i should have just let myself buy stuff for myself sometimes but also it cost a LOT even just for the digital edition and i lowkey blame my weak currency for making it so expensive for me i mean cmon 15 dollers is like, almost 250k (or more? idk) in my currency and thats no small numbers?!?! that shits the quarter of my monthly rent HDNSHD but also AAAAUUHHGGG MAN im so used on feeling left out like this bcos accessibility and monie issurs but also </3 </3 my hhheart.... but (another "but" for the 284738th) also i dont have credit card to pay so its a pain in the ass to order and pay stuff from overseas.. i would need to make one or something and it also costs monies with all the fees.. so maybe its also the best that i didnt get it but also......... man......... ill just go cry myself to sleep i am beyond upset with everything and also myself i dont know anymore auhgsgdgdgg....

[generalsmemories]

sensitive

✧ sunday x gn!reader

✧ synopsis: the wings by his ears are far too sensitive for what you're both about to do to them.

✧ contents: just a lil scenario for the piercings on sunday's wings. and the hc (that has probs become every writers canon take) that his wings are oh so sensitive. established relationship, mildly suggestive cause why not, uhh, mentions of blood? sunday being utterly weak against his lover. ooc sunday cause goddamn i have NOTHING on this man.

✧ a/n: breathes in. listen i don't believe in any god but good lord i would start praying for this man if he asked me to.

jing yuan wips still in order, i just want to be on my best self mentally when writing for my eepy general so have this brainrot so i can function this week at my work and hopefully i'll write something more <3 thank you once again for your patience!

NOT BETA-READ THIS WAS WRITTEN WITHIN AN HOUR CAUSE THIS BRAINROT HAS BEEN BREWING INSIDE THE MIND FOR A MONTH, IM SORRY FOR THE ALL OVER THE PLACE WORDS - I HAVEN'T WRITTEN SINCE THE LAST JING YUAN ANGST PIECE.

Your fingertips have barely grazed the very edges of the feathers when the distinguished leader beneath you flinches in surprise. The fingers that grip your hips tightening further which causes your body that was previously hovering above him to settle down on Sunday's leg. You can hear a tiny sigh leaving his lips before you feel his head rest against your shoulder, the action causing you to chuckle.

"The longer you delay this, the more nervous you'll get, you know?" you muse, threading your fingers through his hair in an effort to coax him to lay back in the same position he previously was in. You're barely able to touch his right wing again before a gloved hand shoots up from his side and you feel a sharp nip at your neck in warning - causing you to immediately halt all of your actions.

"It would've gone a lot faster have you decided to not do it in such an orthodox method, dear." Sunday retaliates with a sigh, pecking the bite mark as some sort of apology, an apology that you knew was not sincere in the slightest.

You giggle once again, settling down comfortably on his legs whilst slightly leaning back to fully look at your lover. Your arms loop over his neck while cocking your head to the side in slight confusion, although said confusion doesn't reach your mischievous eyes or the huge grin on your face. "Why I thought this would help calm you? It was your idea to pierce these wings of yours after all," you remind him, tapping the piercing gun that you're currently holding onto on his shoulder.

The man before you sighs, seemingly in exasperation over your usual antics whilst shrugging away the piercing gun that you're continuously tapping him with. You can however clearly see the slight reddening on top of his ears, while his wings tuck a bit behind his ears - clearly a signal that he's feeling a bit embarrassed.

"You're well aware of the effect you have on me, my love." he admits, the hand on your hip moving from its spot to instead rest against your neck. "Hmm? Then I suggest that you hurry along to let me pierce your wings before said effect makes you lose your patience," you tease with a quiet laugh. "I do have a lot of experience with this lil' gun of ours after all." you cheekily say - causing Sunday to direct his gaze towards your own ears, which have a few more piercings than your average person.

"... I'm well aware." Sunday replies.

Well aware of how sensitive your own ears are, almost as sensitive as his own wings that have yet to be pierced. He could let out a breath beside them which causes you to tremble, a small peck would make you gasp softly, but if he were to use his tongue-

"You're thinking of inappropriate things again, dear." you mutter into his ears before unlooping your arms from his neck to rest against your sides, your whole weight supported by the singular hand Sunday has on your hip.

"Hardly."

For someone not of Halovian descent, you're somehow able to discern his thoughts immediately - quite a hassle to be honst.

"Well then, my dear? Why don't you relax so we can get this over with so you can return to your duties?" you whisper, moving your body to sit between his legs so that you can get a closer look on his right wing, where he preferred the piercing to be on.

"... Just- don't say anything when you're about to do- Ah!"

The single clicking noise of the needle piercing his wing before retracting back to it's original spot makes Sunday jolt in surprise, the grip on your hip increasing in pressure, but you're too busy looking at the placement in glee to care for your distraught lover right now.

You notice the edges of the piercing reddening a bit, extending your finger to gather the tiny bits of blood that had escaped from the wound. Glancing at Sunday, you notice his slightly glossy eyes that immediately diverts from your gaze.

The quiet laugh you let out makes Sunday glare at you, but his eyes widen slightly when you lick his blood away from your fingertips with closed eyes. "It wasn't that bad, was it?" you ask, opening your eyes again to lock eyes with Sunday, diverting your gaze slightly to his right wing.

You decide not to comment on his glossy eyes, deciding to instead scoot closer to peck the corner of his eyes, "Sorry that I surprised you, but as you said - Doing it this way is far more convenient for the both of us," you explain, lips pressing against Sunday's to coax him into relaxation.

"Mhm, thank you for indulging me, dove." he whispers, arms wrapping around your waist, the tension in his shoulders finally leaving.

"Although..." you murmur in between various pecks against Sunday's lips, your lover raising an eyebrow up in confusion and imploring you to continue speaking.

"I think you said you would go for 2 of the same piercings if the first one looked nice, no?" you say before pressing your lips against his once again. Sunday was barely able to understand the meaning behind your words before he could feel the same pain of the needle shoot through his already overly-sensitive wing.

The loud gasp he lets out is swallowed by your lips, his open mouth letting your tongue slip inside while the piercing gun in your hand slips away from your lips now that you've done your part of the deal. Your hands settle themselves against Sunday's cheeks now- wiping away the few tears that have now slipped down from his glossy eyes with your thumb.

There's a certain desperation in Sunday's hands by your waist. He had first bunched the material of your clothes upwards by surprise, but now he's slipping his gloved hands beneath them and quickly traveling further up - he moves in a way that you don't know if he's trying to push you away to scold you, or press you closer to him to feel your warmth.

He eventually decides to push you away. His cheeks are reddened and he's heaving for breaths while he's glaring down at you in mild disappointment and a hint of excitement - and yet the hands that's dragging the buttons of your shirt from inside to snap them open tells another desire from the esteemed leader of Penacony.

The same mischievous smile is present on your lips when you part ways, your lips are a bit swollen but it doesn't stop their journey from grazing against his now incredibly sensitive right wing, the jerk of his entire body not bothering you in the slightest as your lips glide over his feathers, your lover shuddering a bit when you let out a breath right over his newly pierced wings.

"All done now, my love," you mutter into his ear, shrugging off your now ruined shirt off of one shoulder, "Do I get any reward for doing this so smoothly and quickly?"

Sunday lets out a scoff, rolling his eyes at your triumphant expression before shoving you down onto the couch the two of you were previously resting on. "I'm thinking a punishment is more fitting for how you didn't warn me of your actions twice, no?"