#i don’t know where to go from here.

[chaosnojutsu]

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[tsuchinokoroyale]

Happy new years… let’s stay hydrated together ✨

[nebula-remnants]

Banana phone, do do do do do

(I’m trying to teach myself how to render but I don’t know wtf I’m doing ❤️)

[turtleblogatlast]

“Haven’t You Noticed (I’m a Star)” from Steven Universe works so ridiculously well for Leo

[marragurl]

Saxaphone player Gallagher has not left my mind since the jazz night art dropped AND THEN Robin saying Halovian’s innately have good voices and Sunday used to hum lullabies to her as kids happened in the 2.2 special program, and I’m sure you guys can see where my unfortunate Galladay heart is going with this.

Whoever decided to make this art, I love you. I hope your pillow is cool every night, you’re never stuck in traffic, and your water is refreshing with every sip.

Also the art of Sunday with the White Gentlemen drink in the S.P.A.R.K.L.E jazz night event has also spiraled into me delusionally thinking that’s his go to drink. Which is hilarious since Robin has hinted before that he seems to have a massive sweet tooth in her letters.

(Sunday how do you even make holding a drink menacing, Sunday please get some therapy-)

So imagine this:

Pre 2.0 Galladay, where they’re both wary and suspicious of each other but didn’t do anything outright. Sunday slowly began to visit Gallagher’s bar whenever he had time to observe the Hound, initially on the down low just to get a sense of what he was working with and what to keep an eye on. He always gravitated to that one corner booth that every bar had with the most privacy, and just stalked there for a few hours before leaving. (Smol menacing birb in a tree vibes)

Gallagher obviously knew that Sunday was doing this (even though everyone else seemed to somehow completely miss him, Gallagher wouldn’t be surprised if Sunday was doing some weird Harmony mind tricks), and after the first few “stakeouts,” he bit the bullet and actually approached the table to engage with Sunday, on the off chance this was some weird “test of loyalty” by the Halovian to see if the Hound would swallow his pride to serve his so-called masters.

Nothing terrible happened, but he remained passive-aggressively polite when serving him, and Sunday remained passive-aggressively cool-headed in response. There was some snark of what dear “sweet-toothed” Sunday would want at a bar, and an icy reply of “aren’t you the master drink smith? Why don’t you show me those skills you boasted about?” which led to Gallagher being petty and giving Sunday the White Gentlemen drink, both for the story behind it being such a metaphor for Sunday, and because it was on the more bitter side of alcoholic drinks.

Sunday wasn’t too against the drink; it wasn’t something he would have ordered if it had been his choice, but it wasn’t a bad drink by any means. He couldn’t help but continue to drink it even after Gallagher left his little hidey booth to go back to the main bar, but he’d never stoop so low as to complement the Hound. Of course, he never ordered anything else from then on, only White Gentleman. In fact, over time it seemed to slowly get better, the flavors grew on him, and he couldn't help but look forward to it during difficult nights in the Dreamscape.

If Gallagher tried to needle him into a different drink, Sunday just bit back a “oh? Admitting defeat? I thought this was your best drink for me?” with a little smirk while Gallagher had to use every bit of self-control to not punch him in the face.

As time went on, the bar slowly became a place Sunday frequented to not quite relax, but to get away from the hustle and bustle of Penacony and his duties as one of its main faces. The stresses slowly started piling up, especially with the Charmony fast approaching in a few months and all that came with it.

Gallagher didn’t seem to loosen up regarding his attitude with Sunday, but he did get better at shoving down the visceral hatred he had for everything to do with The Family and Sunday as time went on. He didn’t get soft with Sunday per se, but he definitely kept an eye out for him, and definitely knew when to cut off his drinks on days where it seemed that Sunday wasn’t all that there for their usual veiled comments towards one another when he went to serve him his drink.

It started small, with Sunday staying later and later until sometimes he was the last one to leave the bar to return to reality. Gallagher wasn’t quite sure what to make of it, still wasn’t quite sure this wasn’t some weird long-term test Sunday was devising, especially since he still seemed to be the same ruthless Family member, the same Head of the Oak Family, when Gallagher was working as a Bloodhound outside the bar. For some reason though, within the enclosed space of this strange sanctuary, it was almost peaceful between the two.

One night, there was something wrong when Sunday entered the bar during Gallagher’s shift. He saw a bit of a crowd near the small stage that was within eyesight of his little hidey booth, it seemed some of the musicians of the live band were arguing? He watched as Gallagher came over, seemed to try to speak with the group before honing in on one of the musicians who had been making the most noise and seemed to be about to get physical with the rest. Sunday watched as Gallagher picked up the musician by the scruff of their suit with one hand and carried them towards the doors and lightly tossed them out.

(It was the first time Sunday had actually seen Gallagher perform anything resembling the actual duty of a Bloodhound. It only hit him that he’d only ever seen the other when giving reports, orders, or at the bar. Why was this so shocking to him, he’d seen the man’s arms before, hard not to with his slovenly dress and messy clothing style, as if he couldn’t bother to hide away his imperfections from the world, not like Sunday who refused to be seen by the world, to dare to show one thing off about himself despite his countless failings- he’s getting far too distracted by one meager showing of strength, focus Sunday)

There had always been a live music segment. Sunday was curious to see what would happen with the band missing a member, but was distracted by Gallagher placing his usual White Gentlemen in front of him before heading back to the musicians without a single word to him. Gallagher took a moment to speak with the rest of the band, who seemed to be coming out of their shock and took on worried looks. Sunday could only watch in muted shock as Gallagher went behind the bar and came back with a case, opening it to reveal a saxophone. He then went on stage with the rest of the group, positioned himself further to the side and in the back amongst the shadows within Sunday’s line of sight, and played with the band for the rest of the night.

Sunday couldn’t look away.

He was frozen as he watched Gallagher seamlessly transition from song to song, taking only small breaks to continue serving the other patrons before heading back in. Sunday only remembered about his own drink when his gloves began to get wet from the ice melting into condensation on his glass.

Something felt off within Sunday, and for the first time since Robin’s debut, he couldn't help humming to the music of the band, music that wasn’t of his own sister’s making. He couldn’t help but remember those little concerts the two would have, taking care of his little sister, his only world. He would do anything to keep the Harmony, to keep their family going. When was the last time they truly spent time together? Before he became the Head of the Oak Family? Before he couldn't recognize his own smile?

He was so lost in his thoughts, in memories he thought he buried, that he didn’t realize that it was once again closing time, and he was once again the last one left. He only snapped out of it when Gallagher came by to grab his empty glass, only quirking a questioning brow at him before heading back to the bar.

Gallagher had been keeping a quiet eye on the Halovian that night from the back of the band, in the shadows he felt the most comfort in when in the Dreamscape of Penacony. He had watched Sunday’s eyes glaze over, and the only reason he hadn’t felt offended by the seeming disinterest was the look in the other man’s eyes reminding him of his own when he looked in the mirror. The same look of shame, regret, loss, longing, of the wishes to regain everything he had lost. The same look he strove to hide under every bit of the facade he had crafted of this new self, but came back all too often with every reference of the Family found within his prison in the Dreamscape.

Maybe it was the shared nostalgia within his own heart, that little bit of his true self that he thought died when the Family tore out everything that made him who he was, that made him return behind the bar and begin making Sunday another White Gentlemen, giving Sunday a small nod to beckon him over. He wasn’t expecting anything from it, and he masked his own surprise when Sunday actually left his little shelter to come and take a seat in front of him at the bar. Even while out of it, Gallagher made note of the quiet confidence the other still carried himself. Nothing seemed wrong to anyone else looking at him, only for the lost look in his eyes.

The first time in the many months that they’ve been skirting around each other, and finally they seemed to be face to face.

It was quiet as Gallagher made Sunday his usual drink, a drink he had been slowly changing over the months to be sweeter and sweeter that Sunday never quite seemed to notice, or if he did, he never said anything, only seeming to savor it more each subsequent night. Maybe not even Gallagher noticed his own changes to the drink, subtle as they were.

It was quiet as Sunday took the finished drink, and it was quiet as his eyes slid over the bartop to see the saxophone case laying open with the instrument inside. It was quiet as Gallagher followed his eyes, as he came out from behind the bartop to take the saxophone out and take a seat in a chair only one seat down from Sunday’s. It was quiet as Gallagher began to play to his audience of one.

It was quiet as Sunday quietly hummed along.

It was quiet as they both knew that it would not last.

OK yea so this was all because I heard ‘La vie en rose’ at the end of the Jazz night event and went “Damn I wish that’s Gallagher playing on his Sax” and then we spiraled.

Uh. Idk what it is with me having a small ship moment which then spirals into a full blown writing session. My mind blanked out and as I came to I find out that I made a whole ass little one shot over here then completely forgot about it WHOOPS

So yea, hope my fellow Galladay enjoyers… enjoyed! I think I’ve slowly begun to crave… not domestic or fluff per se from these two, but after every AO3 fic being super dark between them (which I get! They are the toxic yaoi kings of Penacony as of writing this, no one is denying that!) I think I want to see them be explored in a more melancholic sense. Not quite the “forbidden” love angle, but in the “damn we kinda have some parallels, and maybe in another life we could have gotten along but there’s too much baggage and anger, both historically and currently to really even try anything”

I have this feeling this may not be the last time I write about these two… is Galladay going to be the ship that gets me to actually use my AO3 account?

[betterthanbatman1]

Can anyone tell me where this is from?? pls pls

[blaithnne]

CBS Ghosts is my new guilty pleasure so take my new OCs. The Blanchet family were distant French cousins of the Woodstones who visited the house in the early 1900s, only for a violent house robbery to take the life of their youngest daughter, Mercedes, and her loyal self appointed guard dog, Horse. Only 8 years old, it takes some time for Mercedes to understand her fate, and for some time she’d be very distressed that her family seem to be ignoring her. On the bright side, the other ghosts are there to try and make things easier, though the misfit collective have a hard time caring for a child given their circumstances, and conflicting ideas on how best to raise a little girl.

Of all the ghosts, she is closest with Thorfinn. He has a soft spot for the little girl.

[thisearthycat]

Louboo‼️

[ra-vio]

Miguuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

[demynom]

The thing about the ffvii remakes is that you will enjoy them more if you’ve played the original. You will also hate them more if you’ve played the original. It is impressive.

[age-of-moonknight]

“A Little Chaos,” Moon Knight Annual (Vol. 5/2024), #1.

Writer: Dan Watters; Penciler and Inker: Marco Renna; Colorist: Rachelle Rosenberg; Letterer: Cory Petit

[ozcarma]

Does anyone else feel like the incinerator gun chair room from Zero Time Dilemma would have better fit C Team instead of D Team

[ultratradmalewife]

So I’m not sure why I’m awake, but I saw some rumors about a screenshot from Lou and I had to go see second hand. Honestly, I’m really disappointed in him if it’s real. Although I’m mostly in this ship for Tommy, and not Lou himself, I wouldn’t mind if they recasted Tommy’s character because I do think he’s the perfect fit for Buck. And if they do write his character off and the writers are still interested in exploring Buck’s mlm bisexual side I really hope the next love interest is a person of color. It will be very interesting to see, especially fandom wise knowing most of the BoBs have backed themselves into a corner regarding their fake activism. Whoever comes next needs to be welcomed with open arms, because at this point the pattern is pretty obvious regarding fandom behavior.

Overall, I’m still excited to see what comes next. I entered this fandom with complete excitement to see what it would be like, thinking shipping would be fun, but even though I’ve only been here for a few months I can confidently say I’m really anti-buddie. I still respect the multi-shippers and polyshippers. They’re some of my favorite people in this fandom. But I agree we shouldn’t reward bad behavior to the actors, and it only makes sense to carry that sentiment to the fandom. There’s no reward for you guys either. Because regardless of what you think and what I think, it’s time to let it sink in… Ryan isn’t interested in Buddie and you need to respect that.

[sailubponbrainrot]

I don’t tend to write about actor’s but………

AU where Pon is an idol & Sailub is a massive fan

A/N: i just wanna mention that this isn’t me making any sort of assumptions about Sailub and pon’s actual relationship, it’s just a fun AU so please treat it as such 🤷🏻‍♂️

Pon debuted at 20 in a 5 member bg

Pon’s the maknae, lead vocal & featured dancer

Sailub is still a bl actor & has garnered a fan base of his own

Sailub didn’t really care about idols before but happened to hear their debut single and fell in love with Pon’s voice

He went down the rabbit hole and watched all their stages/dance practices and was infatuated by Pon

He begins following Pon’s group on social media and quickly finds Pon’s individual accts which he follows as well

Pon has a habit of looking through his followers (for fun, he just likes to see what the fans are up to) and sees Sailubs acct and gets excited bc he loves sailub’s work

Sailub & his bl partner joke around sometimes about Sailub’s love for pon

Fans like to ask who Sailub loves more and he’ll always wink and say something to the effect of “well I carry a photo of pon around so I think that’s the answer” while flashing a rotating selection of pon photocards he has

Pon’s members always like to tease him because this actor seems to /really/ like him and they’ll send videos to him of Sailub mentioning him/the group whenever they run across them

Pon’s group is going on tour and they happen to have a stop in Thailand so Sailub gets tickets for him and some friends (he didn’t want to go alone but really he’s the only fan in the group)

His friends as a joke manage to get him into the fansign the morning of the show thinking he wouldn’t actually go through with it

Jokes on them because sailub’s actually pretty excited to get his album signed and to finally get to tell Pon how talented he is in person

Sailub posts about being at the fansign with his friends the morning of while they were in line

Pon may or may not have been checking sailubs acct all morning to see if he’d be at the show that night and absolutely freaks when he realizes he’s at the fansign

Pon’s members are teasing him, telling pon to “go get his man” which…. Puts an idea in pon’s head

Sailub and his friends are just waiting in line when a manager comes out and asks them to come in early

They say it’s because he has his own fan base and they don’t want him to be in harms way, little did Sailub know it was at Pon’s request

Sailub and his friends get inside and he’s immediately confronted with the boy he’s been thinking about for months

They both just kinda stare at each other for a minute ?? Both men are starstruck with the other and don’t totally know what to do with themselves

The other members start mingling with sailub’s friends just to ease the tension (aka they’re all watching and poking fun at the two who can’t seem to take their eyes off each other)

Sailub manages to get his brain back online and introduces himself to Pon, telling him how much he loves his voice

Pon blushes and thanks him and they begin talking about their jobs/lives

Sailub & pon lose track of time and have to be pulled away from each other because the fansign is starting soon

Both men are disappointed because they really enjoyed talking with the other

Right before pon fully leaves the room he turns back around and asks Sailub if he’s going to the show that night and Sailub respond that he “wouldn’t miss it for the world”

Pon is an absolute blushing mess when he walks through the doorway and his members tease him incredibly hard about it

A few hours later Sailub and his friends are in their seats (a small private box) waiting for the show to start when he gets a dm request

Sailub freezes when he realizes it’s from Pon’s acct

“This might be forward but if you’re not busy after the show I’d love to see you before we leave town. Dinner ? xx Pon”

Sailub passes his phone over to his friends to make sure he’s not going crazy and they immediately wolf whistle at him and tell him that he should agree

Sailub finally gathers himself enough to respond that yes he’d absolutely love to buy pon dinner and he wishes him luck with the show

Pon may or may not spend half the show glancing up at the box Sailub and his friends are in and managing to make both himself and Sailub flustered

Long story short they go to dinner and find that they love each others company. They keep in touch and see each other as often as they can

Sailub starts traveling more and just happens to be in the same cities that pon’s group is performing in a lot

Pon & sailub begin posting photos with each other when they happen get the chance to see each other but it’s always in a “besties re-united” way

Sailubs fans tease him about it a lot and like to place bets on how many shows Sailub will see each time pon’s group tours/does fan meets etc

A couple years later they just start mentioning being together/posting actual couple photos. No big coming out, just two people who have grown close and want the chance to share their love with others <3

+Bonus: pon starts acting in bl’s with Sailub after his group disbands and nobody is surprised when Sailub proposes at the premiere of one of their series

[turtleblogatlast]

The fact that Leo can go literally anywhere on earth to be alone with his thoughts at a single moment’s notice is something that shakes around in my head all the time. Like, portals and teleportation are amazing and convenient abilities both in and out of battle, but they could also so easily be used to run away as well.

I don’t think Leo ever would, at least not most of the time. He loves his family too much, and is too dependent on their love and attention to cut himself off so suddenly like that, but it’s a very real possibility nonetheless.

It’s a good thing Leo’s overall temper is more on the mild side and he prefers going to his room or something to complete solitude, because it really is dangerous for a kid to have the ability to isolate themselves like that at their fingertips.

[coconut530]

WHAHAHAHHAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTT!?!