#i might elaborate on this later. maybe

[gongedtornado]

i was super lazy with this but i needed to get this idea out or i wouldve shrivelled

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

who's your favorite character to draw? (doesn't have to be only mdzs characters)

I'd have to go with...Little Apple and Wei Wuxian!

[junuve]

i love Grady Aperture Desk Job. that is all.

[crumpet-doodles]

Idea for a DCA x whoever the hell AU- (Platonic? Romantic? Who knows, you decide)

"Ghost Of Chicago" by Noah Floersch

That's it

That's the idea

[glitteronadumpsterfire]

44 mickvince something mafia related plbs ill love you forever sorry for being so demanding 🥺

[not sure if this is what you intended but here you go]

---Two weeks before the wedding---

While the whole city of Naples was asleep, Michele was sitting at the pier under the crescent moon and cloudless sky. The night was unusually quiet, and all that could be heard was the sound of the waves lazily going back and forth against the shore.

“How does it feel, Vincé?” Asked Michele in monotone, after Vincenzo sat down next to him.

“What do you mean?”

“Your wedding with Arianna. Have you already forgotten?”

“No, I haven't.” Vincenzo looked up to the sky, spotting a few stars. “But I'm not really enthusiastic about it, you know? I barely know her.” He added, shrugging, turning towards Michele, staring at his icy blues.

The other man turned around and sighed.

“I think she feels the same, too.” Continued Vincenzo, gazing at the sea. “We're getting married just to please our parents, after all.”

Michele stayed in silence.

“What's wrong, Miché?”

“Nothing, it's just...” Michele exhaled. “I don't know what I'm going to do after you get married and move there. Maybe I should just... Get it over with already.” He suddenly got up, but Vincenzo stopped him, seizing his arm.

“Don't even try to think about it!” The blond raised his voice.

Michele stared at him, saying nothing, the corners of his eyes filling with tears.

Vincenzo moved his hand to Michele's. “Ti amo, Miché. I always will.”

The raven-haired man brought his fingers to Vincenzo's cheek, before the blond got closer and pressed his lips against Michele's.

---One week before the wedding---

“Ciao.” Said a boyish familiar voice.

“Ciao...” Michele sighed, without diverting his gaze from the sea. “How's the nose, Vincé?”

“Not as bad as the other day, I think it's healing.” Informed Vincenzo, sitting down next to Michele.

“It's all my fault.” Murmured Michele. “I'm sorry.” He turned towards the blond, whose hazel eyes were glistening under the moonlight.

Vincenzo frowned. “No way! Why would this be your fault?”

“You got beaten up by your father because he saw you hanging out with me! The real question is, how is this not my fault?” Michele's blue eyes began to become watery. “I should just... We should just stop seeing each other, before one of us ends up dead!”

Vincenzo exhaled. “Miché, don't say that...” He rested his hand on Michele's shoulder. Michele took Vincenzo's hand on his and squeezed it.

A gunshot was heard in the distance.

“We should go home. Now.” The dark haired man said, looking at the blond boy in the eyes.

---Two nights before the wedding---

Michele was feeling restless: it was three in the morning and Vincenzo still had to show up. He was shivering, despite it being a summer's night in Naples. He felt like something bad had happened to his lover.

He shot a glance back at the coast: he never felt so happy to be proven wrong, as he realized that Vincenzo was running towards him.

Michele got up and pulled the blond boy in his arms, hugging him and kissing his face all over. Vincenzo squeezed him just as tight. “Sorry for being late. I was worried someone was following me and I took the longer way.”

“Grazie a Dio you're here, Vincé.” The other whispered.

“Listen,” Vincenzo detached himself from Michele, “I am so tired of living like this.”

Michele blinked, a worried expression painted on his face.

“I don't want to get married to Arianna, I can't take being a criminal anymore...” Continued the blond, “and more importantly, I can't stand being away from you for just one more minute.”

“Vincé, where are you going with this?”

“I want to run away with you, Miché!” Vince took Michele's hands in his.

“But where?! You know they're gonna find us no matter where we go!”

“Not if we take the cargo ship to America.”

Michele widened his eyes.

Vincenzo grinned.

“You're crazy, you hear me?” Michele threw his arms up in the air. “Pazzo!”

“So, are you in?”

Michele hesitated. “If I had to choose between staying here without you and the possibility of dying at sea with you…” He said in the end, smiling. “I still would choose you.”

---One night before the wedding---

The first sun rays of the morning had still to come out as Vincenzo and Michele embarked on the first cargo ship to the United States of the day, hoping for a new chance at life.

Put That Guy in a SituationTM Ask Game/Prompt!

[flygonscales]

Have just had the realisation that if I was gonna thirst for any characters (look, asexuality is funny like that I’ll explain below) three out of the four of them are literally David Bowie.

Goddamn it. Why of all the people. Why Kira and Wesker.

Anyway here’s the musings on asexuality. I dunno what to make of this really. I’ve never had a crush but it’s like my brain got that far in identifying attractive people and then doesn’t know what to do with that. I find all of them pretty, but I don’t think it’s just aesthetic since there are plenty of characters/people who look really good/cool but don’t fill the same niche in my head (eg. Professor Sada, any given character from monster hunter, Jotaro, Edward Elric etc etc). I have no desire for any of these David Bowie looking guys carnally and do not want to look for even slightly risqué art of them but for some reason my brain has dubbed them the blorbo wet cat skrunkly pretties. I do not want to meet them. They are all objectively evil people (ok maybe not actual goblin king David Bowie). But somehow I have latched onto them in my head for no reason. I see no other explanation than if I did have that kind of attraction I would be thirsting hard for them (but quietly)

(Anyone interested in the fourth, it’s Andrew Eldritch, specifically in the ‘This Corrosion’ music video, go and watch it)

[amoneki-ramblings]

Help me Amonhaise/Amonsasa is taking over my brain rn

Sillies... I wish they could actually interact ... if only

[ihamtmus]

the majority of the people who were upset with aziraphale for lying to crowley at the bandstand in season 1 did not understand his character or his situation. and many of them are upset with him again after season 2. because they still don't understand his character or his situation. btw.

[the-n3w3st-g1rl-g1rl]

monster food is already different to human food (does not pass through a monster's whole body, does not spoil, etc.)

but then there's also ghost food (like the ghost sandwich blooky offers you). so like I guess there's sub-categories of monster food for different monster types sometimes?

humans are capable of eating some monster foods (Frisk can use consumable items and Chara lived underground for a while so they had to be eating something). but no one other than incorporeal ghosts can eat ghost food (even if they were a ghost but they now have a body)

ghosts might be able to eat other types of monster food (didn't Napstablook have a flier for the spider bake sale? so maybe they can eat that)

just wondering if there are other types of monster food and what sort of properties they might have…

[daz4i]

need to write a thing abt dazai being motivated by fear and how reading him this way recontextualizes a lot of his actions

[its-short-for-jackalope]

hahahhahaha oops

[lustsright-handman]

god i hate writing*

*staring at the screen, not writing, waiting for words to magically appear on the page

[rememberthelaughtermp3]

the "PANSY" lettering on frank's guitar, in full view just seconds into the video. if you ever felt rejected. if you ever felt wrong. if you felt wronged. the near kiss. if you ever felt curious. the actual kiss on the cheek. the fucking queerness of it all, done so intentionally too. this is two thousand and fucking four. these details matter so much. this is something that queer youth can see themselves in and identify themselves with. this is them saying "you're not in this alone". and it really does matter so much.

[berryicet]

I think 4S meeting and being around MePad has a lot of angst potential but I won't elaborate

[mega-banette]

If psychic powers are a metaphor for neurodivergancy Teruki Hanazawa is dyspraxic in this essay I will-

[todayisafridaynight]

def made a post bout this before but Heaven Knows Im Not Hunting For It anyway how public. yall think sawashiro was once aoki became governor right.... like do we know what im asking rn.......