#better late than never amirite

[clowningaroundmars]

chuck my friend chuck

[onlyzhuyilong]

several months later i got the magazine because of the Italian scenery, obviously.

[stitch1830]

Hi! It’s me! :) for the prompts, can I get fluff #12 please? Thank you✨

Do you even remember sending this? Because it's been ages—

That's on me. That's my bad LOL.

Anyway, I have finally finished the prompt, my Twinkles. Hope you enjoy! :D

And yeah if y'all don't mind waiting 5ever for me to respond, here's the list for this particular prompt LOL.

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Kantoph - Fluff - #12 - “Just shut up and kiss me.”

“I think we should split up.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Hotshot.”

“I’m serious,” he insisted. “I’ll take the B-team and we’ll clear the back of the building, while you take the A team. It’ll be much quicker.”

Toph rolled her eyes at Kanto. “You and I both know it’s safer when we don’t split up.”

“You’re just nervous for me,” he whispered in her ear, the teasing tone evident in his voice. “Don’t worry, Chief. We’ll split up, and our reunion when we meet in the middle will be oh so sweet.”

“Shut up.”

Kanto chuckled, and part of her hated how the low, rumbly noise that vibrated in his chest when he laughed made her stomach flutter. The damn man did have a way of making her knees weak, even if she didn’t dare admit it.

But before she could give him a proper retort, Kanto placed a gentle, reassuring hand on her shoulder, then walked away. He called out for the B-team to follow him toward the back, and Toph was left to manage her squad. 

With a frustrated huff, she muttered under her breath. “You better make it out in one piece, Hotshot. Otherwise, I’m killin’ ya.”

Toph straightened her posture and put on her game face. Despite her quiet fretting over her stupid deputy, they had a job to do, and she wasn’t about to be distracted by anyone. She raised her hand, beckoning the team to gather around her, and once they all understood the game plan, they’d infiltrate the front of the building together.

Time to go to work.

They took swift action to secure the premise. Her metalbenders apprehended suspects, tying their hands for most, knocking others out cold when they tried to attack. Rooms were cleared, evidence was tagged, and suspects walked out the front door apprehended. The whole situation was rather routine.

Until it wasn’t.

Toph kept track of every body, every heartbeat in that building. And despite her best efforts to not focus on just one, she found herself zeroing in on a particular heartbeat that gave her comfort every morning.

And every night.

As her team organized the suspects outside, Toph monitored Kanto’s whereabouts inside the warehouse. He dallied inside more than she preferred, but that was his way of doing things. Slow, steady, methodical movements to ensure that no evidence got lost in the shuffle of an infiltration mission. It was one of the many qualities that made him such a great deputy chief.

They were almost done with the final sweep in the house, it seemed, and Toph let out the breath she’d been holding as she kept track of Kanto.

But then the world underneath her feet disappeared, and she lost sight of everything.

She lost sight of him.

An explosion rumbled throughout the area, knocking Toph off her feet. When the dust settled and the dazed state faded, panic settled into the earthbender’s bones. Time stopped moving, and all she could think about was how Kanto was still in the building when the explosion occurred, and the thought of the worst-case scenario filled her with dread. She got to her feet and just stood there, unaware of how much time was truly passing as fear overcame everything else.

Questions entered Toph’s brain. Questions she desperately wanted answers to.

What happened?

Where is Kanto?

Did he make it out of there?

Is he alive?

“Chief!”

Officer Jiahao’s voice snapped Toph back to reality. “W-what?”

“We’ve located most of the officers that were still in the building. They’re being transported to the infirmary now, Chief.”

“And Kan—and the, uh, Deputy? Where is he?”

“He was pulled out of the rubble a bit ago, Chief. They were taking him to the infirmary, but—”

Toph wasted no time and ran to the hospital. 

Her lungs burned and her legs didn’t move fast enough, but Toph kept going. She ignored her aching muscles and her sore body from the explosion; all that mattered was getting to the hospital to find Kanto. 

Right now, nothing mattered to Toph except him.

When she finally arrived, Toph didn’t bother to ask anyone for directions. She wandered the halls, desperately searching for a familiar heartbeat, voice, scent, anything.

The spirits were good to her, it seemed. Because when she passed one of the last rooms in the hall, Toph caught a whiff of a charred version of Kanto’s cologne. 

“Kanto?”

No one responded to her, but the healers in the room shuffled around the cot, furiously helping their patient. She made her way to the side, tentatively grabbing the person’s hand.

And she immediately knew it was him.

“Kanto?” Her voice wavered as she spoke. “Kanto, baby, please say something.”

His breathing was ragged, and his undergarments for his uniform were singed. The healers tried to get Toph to move, but she refused. She squeezed his hand, forcing herself to hold back the tears that wished to fall. “Kanto, wake up for me. Please wake up.”

Kanto remained quiet, and Toph nearly lost all hope. Her world suddenly felt darker than it ever had been, and it was all because her stupid deputy made her fall in love—

“Ugh.”

Toph gasped, inching closer to Kanto’s face. “H-Hotshot?”

The man groaned again, stirring ever so slightly in his cot. As he regained consciousness, Toph held her breath and waited for him to say something. Anything.

She prodded him to answer her one more time, gently caressing his cheek “Baby?”

Kanto swallowed thickly, and in a hoarse voice, finally replied. “Told you our reunion would be sweet.”

“Wh—”

“Pretty romantic of you to kneel by my bedside as I wake up.”

With a teary laugh, she said, “Oh, just shut up and kiss me.”

And he did. He kissed her lovingly, longingly, as if they’d been separated for half an eternity and not just a couple hours. 

Despite the stress earlier in the day, Toph had to admit that the reunion was oh so sweet.

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Send me asks about ATLA, LOK, or anything, really! :D

[cautiously0ptimistic]

one of my friends taught me how to recolor alpha hair and like....why wasn’t I doing this sooner????

[stn-v]

Sanji's surprise for Valentine's Day.

[kyuushi]

I present (🎁) the character relationship chart from the first official fanbook! Big thanks to Pancake from the Kyuushi Discord server for the scans 🫶

The translation, cleaning, and typesetting were all done by me so please forgive any messiness & mistakes. But I'm always very open to feedback so feel free to reach out, especially if you notice tl issues!

Please don't repost the image around. You can just share the link to this post! (If I end up needing to make corrections, I will cry if an old incorrect version is floating around somewhere!!)

↓Some extra notes below the cut↓

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I originally wanted to post this along with a more accessible version (aka text version) but unfortunately that would be a ton of extra work and I have other projects I'd like to spend my time on instead. I'm also not really knowledgeable about that stuff to begin with so I'm not sure what kind of format would be best for screen readers or other accessibility aids. If anyone else would like to take up the mantle and create a text version, please message me!

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Translation Notes:

Mippiki: Written "３人と１匹" but read as "みっぴき," this word is very important to the Kyuushi fandom! It describes the main characters living in the office- Rona, Draluc, Hinaichi, and John. "Mi" comes from 3 and "ippiki" is how you would count 1 small animal, an armadillo in this case.

Sagyou's "hah? to respect ratio": The "hah?" here is like an exasperated sound he's making. In Japanese it was one of these babies: ぁ゙. So his frustration to respect ratio is 9 to 1.

Calling someone a typhoon/hurricane: I think this is probably self explanatory but since I don't think this is a common expression in English, I'll explain a bit. Basically it's likening someone to the chaos and power of a storm.

Shot's "filthy cool": In Japanese this is "ヨゴレかっこいい." I can't find instances of this phrase being used outside of Kyuushi so this seems to be a Bonnoki original? I've seen others tl this some different ways but I tried to make it sound kinda cool in English, though it also kinda makes no sense lol, sorry.

Tabiko being in the "vampires" section: Just in case anyone is confused, Tabiko is definitely a human. I think there just wasn't space to stick her anywhere else.

Manner calling Satetsu "big bro": "兄イ" in Japanese. I think most people recognize words like "onii-san" and "aniki" at this point but I'm not sure about just "anii" (also big brother) so I decided to tl it here. As you may have guessed, this is not him literally trying to adopt Satetsu as his brother, but rather a term of respect (albeit a teasing one). Satetsu is uncomfortable being called this, mostly because it reminds him of his embarrassing delinquent past.

Nagiri's nickname for John: I chose to keep this as "Maru" ("丸," literally "circle") just because I think it sounds like a cute nickname lol.

Fiasco calling Manner "spoiled rich boy": Originally "ボンボン" in Japanese. You might have heard a character called "bon" or even this kinda insulting version, "bonbon," before. It describes a young man from a rich family. I added "spoiled" because I thought it sounded too much like a complement just to call him "genius rich boy," even with "damn" in front 😂

Nuyan: John's "nu" combined with a dog's "wan" (bark). Remember that time Yomo hypnotized John into acting like a dog? That John never fully recovered from? Yeah.

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As I said please do let me know if you spot any mistakes or have any questions or comments. You can even ask if you're just confused about who certain characters are or what the relationship arrow is indicating! Kyuushi has a ton of characters and they can be difficult to keep track of, especially for the English fandom which doesn't have access to all the materials.

Thanks if you actually read all of these walls of text 🫡

[antibayern]

keep remindin’ me that it ain’t a race when my invincible streak turns onto the final straight

FC Bayern München win the 2019-2020 UEFA Champions League (August 23, 2020)

[zoros-debt]

kiss kiss fall in love

[the-feral-sequel]

Happy 17 years Brokeback Mountain!

[marymekpop]

lean on me if you’re struggling. i am your lover after all.

[mjj-nostalgia]

Okay someone wanna tell me why I've never seen this photo? 🥹

[otherwiseromantic]

thanks for tagging me @lj-girlie !!! ^_\\

10 songs / 10 people

songs: (PLUS commentary??? since i'm feeling talkative)

unavoidable - neon trees (this is gonna be my top song this year i'm ALMOST certain. the harmonies.... the LONGING..... i love inevitability)

kill a man - james and the shame (no i dont want to talk about it. anyways, love a good murder ballad.)

colder parts - hunny (fucks. robots????? inspires vague sci-fi au's to swirl around my mind <3 &/OR metaphor... )

girls and boys in school - neon trees (neon trees phase continues. what is it about ex mormons. and questions for questions i've got a question would you ever dance with me like that)

baptist parking lot - mary heather hickman (again. fucks. so glad i stumbled across this one, just 😙👌)

3am lullaby - hotel mira (thought i might get to see them this summer, turns out i probably cant. very sad. but THIS SONG...very fun and good to play LOUD in the car. try it!)

supernatural - ruby waters (here at otherwiseromantic dot tumblr dot com we love good music and bisexualisms. ruby, i am dtf. just. btw.)

southern comforting - hotel mira (listen to me and LISTEN CLOSELY: listen to this song. i dont regret it if you dont regret it)

extraordinary dinner party - la dispute (why did i add rooms of the house to my rotation in spring? this is SUCH a winter album... and i think this is my fav track , tho as always in my experience la dispute is best experienced in the full-album context)

you would never survive the winters in this province - colin skrapek (speaking of winter, here's a very recent discovery of mine. mostly i think its funny. and probably true LOL)

tagging @awindowonahill @kat-trickz @drlavenderpepper @secretkoalasandwich @cyncity2000 @stoplookingupforheaven @unholyverse @marszz @sleepalone @friendlyreminder i think thats 10

[aliresix]

Hii !!! It's been so long since I've sent an ask God

Did not expect you to be a horse girl idk why. But you know what yeah I can see it

Random question time :)

1. Do you have a favorite movie ?

2. What's one trait you love about yourself

3. Did you have any major phases in the quarantine era ?

Hope you have a lovely day <3

hi and welcome back!! hope you aced all your tests 🤞

I wouldn't say I do, but there are a lot of movies from my childhood I have a deep love for also thanks to nostalgia (Spirit Stallion of the Cimarron, for one, or A Knight's Tale)

I see you trying to trick me into self-love (just joking lmao) but anyway uhhh I like that I am a person you can depend on

yeah I got really into anime during quarantine, particularly naruto and bsd. the naruto brainrot died down quickly after i finished watching the series, but bsd is still one of my personal faves

[terrainofheartfelt]

Idk what Rake’s Progress is but you’ve piqued my curiosity!

bless you S, both you and @andthatscanon prompted me to answer this...

Okay so, my unscientific and loosey goosey (pun intended) thoughts on Dan & The Rake’s Progress 

So, the original is a satirical series of illustrations that were printed in the 18th century (we covered them in one of my college lecture classes — satire through the ages or something like that. I was a junior and had too many things going on I barely remember the class, which is a shame because well, here I am writing intertextual analysis on it and gossip girl)

ANYWAYS the initial set of illustrations was a satire on the book A Pilgrim’s Progress, a title my Little Women fans may recognize. It’s the book Marmee gives the girls for Christmas, to help them grow into virtuous christian women (ugh, I know. the beauty of Gerwig’s adaptation is that she was able to keep LMA’s proselytizing at a minimum) so. The obvious twist is that instead of a Pilgrim’s journey into heaven, we have the journey of a Rake into Bedlam. 

So the story told through the prints is that the hero, our Rake, goes to the city to seek his fortune, is charmed by a devil to invest in unvirtuous things to get rich quick, and the idiot falls for it. In the following illustrations, Rake falls further and further into morality, chasing the advice of this devil, and blows whatever fortune he might have had on gambling and Women of Questionable Morals, and in the final installment, he ends up in Bedlam, an insane asylum—his quest for fortune and to join the world of decadence has literally driven him mad.

Now, in the 20th Century, Igor Stravinsky (of rites of spring fame) painted more context into the story with his operatic adaptation. Tom, the title Rake, leaves home and his True Love (aptly named Anne Trulove) to seek his fortune and get rich so he can marry her etc etc, and then he meets Nick Shadow (aka the Devil) and is seduced by the decadence of the big city. Shadow tricks Tom over and over again, first by bringing him to Mother Goose’s brothel (now does my pun make sense?), and marrying him to a bearded lady (a disappointingly but not surprisingly extremely racist turn of events), and Tom sinks his money into a scheme at Shadow’s direction, only to lose it all. The opera ends with Anne heartbroken, the Devil Triumphant, and Tom in the madhouse, having lost his love, his happiness, his money, and his mind. 

So to bring it all back to GG — Dan begins his journey, his Progress, an outsider looking in, but he ventures into this world of luxury for the sake of true love, and once he’s in, the goal posts keep moving. The rules to find his happiness keep on changing—the rules set by a Devil who always seems to win out. Dan fights and adapts and fights and adapts, until his character is virtually unrecognizable from where he began; he’s descended too far, and lost himself. 

And what is season 6 if not Dan’s own personal bedlam? He goes the 2012 equivalent of 1780 “mad,” pulls a personality 180 and acts out against the people around him, the people who dragged him into this progress in the first place, but in the end, his only choice is to work for the Shadow that betrayed him. 

[arcanaaa]

@startouching​ asked: Maybe that kiss was lingering a little too long in her mind. Maybe she wanted that feel it again, how scandalous. To think another woman made her cheeks flush, heart throb, and love bloom. Love? How silly. That’s couldn’t be. Maybe just a desire. But Cana’s hand was stolen by her own, taking her away from the classroom after the lecture, to cup her face and kiss her. Just them. Alone. In the classroom, a lesson to be learned on her part. “W-we’re even—” an excuse. Maybe sneaking another kiss.

THE ENTREAT TO FOLLOW LUCY WAS ANSWERED WITH UNQUESTIONED ACCEPTANCE. Cana placed complete trust and faith in Lucy that she would take them somewhere outside the sight of interloping eyes. And that trust was rewarded--- for the moment the doors were sealed shut, a rush for sweetened breath and sealed lips brought their bodies closer, as if there mere thought of separation evoked unending torment between the two women.

She allowed Lucy the agency to conduct the pace of the kiss and let go of the reigns, allowing Lucy’s gentle touch to guide their exploration. Yet Cana couldn’t help but exploit Lucy’s inexperience by slipping past the lax defense of her soft lips to curl and caress her tongue. The taste of sweet apples never appealed more to Cana than drinking from her lips. Hastened by desire, Cana reacted and brought Lucy closer, a rumbling murmur that expressed her pleasure and affection while endeavoring to encircle Lucy in an inescapable embrace.

❝S’that right?❞ the brunette replied, kiss-drunk and desire-riddled.  ❝Well ’m thinkin’ maybe we need t’ do a recount.❞ Her grin was mischievous and saturated with mirth while tilting the blonde’s chin up to meet her lips for another kiss.

❝Don’t lose count Lucy,❞ Cana murmured.  ❝I’ll be askin’ for a number, an’ y’better answer correctly.❞ The threat was light-hearted of course, but the punishment would be made all the sweeter should she lose. A flick of her tongue captured the lingering slick of apples from her bottom lip before slanting her mouth and stealing Lucy’s breath in another kiss.

If anyone was keeping score, it sure wasn’t Cana.

[exi1ed-archived]

@songb1rd gets a starter.

the log beneath her was scratchy, lopsided, and she had quickly learned to do her best not to imagine what tiny insects might be crawling all of it, lest she want to spend her day in a panic, scratching at every slight itch. welcome to the wilderness; everything is disgusting and uncomfortable.

but she sat anyway, looking at yoojin with a small smile when their eyes caught. "are you doing okay?" she asked carefully, quietly, not intending to draw attention to them from anyone milling around the exterior of the cabin now. shauna had said to work on group morale, and starting with the people she knew still liked her felt smartest. "i mean, you know, other than how obviously not okay all of this is... how are you?"

good start, taylor.