#its his funniest trait

[panakina]

AU of Lost days where Jason blew up the Batmobile before Bruce got back to it, then left without explaining or revealing himself. Every few months he comes back to town and blows it up again just to really torment the man. When Batman stops using the batmobile at all, he spices things up by blowing up one of Bruce Wayne’s cars. Really make him sweat.

[aqun-athlok]

i can't believe solas has like four messy as hell divorces and rook gets thrown in the middle of all of them

[nyxi-pixie]

saw 'judges silently x constant yapper' applied to sskk but they did it WRONGG. no aku just LOOKS like a silent judger but hes NOT. hes a loud complainer. he has an inability to stfu. atsushi on the other hand is the worlds biggest silent judger. like half of his lines are not said out loud theyre actually his constant judgey internal monologue.

[witchblade]

super duper special boy character that gets the special powers only girls get despite being fundamentally different and very much a manly boyish boy don't worry about it is such a painful concept to start with it just primes me to hate him. paul atreides.

[gibbearish]

told my roommate i suspected he was the youngest of his family well before confirming it because of how uncomfortable he'd get having control over the living room tv, especially in the context of playing a single-player game i had already played before and wanted to show him, and when i tell yall the scream this man scrumpt. 10/10

[cherryblossom-heart]

Responsibilities (6.5/8)

bestfriend!Nanami x Reader

What happened at the birthday party?

Content warning: ANGST, Toji Fushiguro is his own warning, Kento having something with an unknown female character.

A/N: I am soooo sorry for this angst but is necesary so we understand everything that happened at the party. Don't worry, part 7 will be fully smau and its coming soon. If this is the first you see of this series please go to the previous parts to catch on. You're welcomed to send me an ask with any comments, questions, etc., you have on this. Also if I missed anyone in the taglist let me know 😊

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“Shot, shot, shot.”

A small smile spread across Kento’s lips, his eyes focused on your display. Glass after glass, you emptied all six of them in front of you with a grin on your face. The small group of people that surrounded you cheered, the echo of their acclamations competing with the bass of the tacky house party playlist Gojo had put on.

Nanami stayed by the sidelines as always, never a fan of crowds or even reunions like this one. But every rule has an exception and to Nanami’s life you were the exception for everything.

He hadn’t noticed when it had begun. Maybe it had been when you were kids, your hand covered in dirt touching his clean and polished one to drag him out to play with the other kids. Or in your teenage years, your fingers entwined with his as you dragged him to another house party he hadn’t intended to go. Perhaps it was in college when he let you sleep at his place when you had been assigned a roommate from hell and every now and then you would end up falling asleep on his shoulder as you tried to finish whatever assignments you had.

The truth was, no matter how much he tried to explain it, there wasn’t an exact logic to his actions. He hated parties but he enjoyed going with you, your carefree dancing always igniting something deep in his chest. He hated loud music, but he loved the way your eyes would close as you sang to the top of your lungs as he drove you around.

He hated immature personalities, Gojo’s antics only being tolerable for minutes. And yet he found himself amused by your quips and shenanigans you would drag him along with, his heart beating out of his chest as the mischievous grin you wore tore his defenses away.

Nanami couldn’t say when everything had begun, but he knew exactly when he first noticed it. The harsh, undeserving words that had drifted you apart for weeks had been enough of a wakeup call, the pain in his chest had left him in a panic at the moment. Once you had given him a second chance his lungs could finally take a deep breath, free from the strange constriction your apathy gave him.

He had tried getting you out of his head to the point he had downloaded a few dating apps hoping he could find someone else to occupy his thoughts. The second he had matched with someone his fingers quickly deleted the app leaving him with the realization he tried to avoid.

He was in love.

No, it was more than that. Your name was carved in his heart, his soul belonging to the set of bright eyes that laughed at his dry humor as if he was the funniest man on earth. It belonged to the smile that would always welcome him whenever he entered a room or the soft fingers that would run through his hair as his head laid on top of your lap

Nanami had never been a man to believe in soulmates, but if fate would have it and they turned out to be true he believed you were his. And not even then he could explain the extent of his emotions, the crushing weight of his love for you could simply not be measured.

Loving your best friends carried its consequences as Nanami would find out sooner than later.

Green eyes and a scar had become an instant sign of anger for him. The broad, tall, muscular man always carried his characteristic smirk, a trait that also bothered Kento to his bones. But perhaps the thing that he hated the most was the way his hands would wander along your body, fingers always finding a patch of uncovered skin where he could trace senseless figures. Your lack of a negative reaction was enough to tick him off.

He saw it the night he had ended up intoxicated and crashing at your place, the almost too insignificant glint in your eyes as you looked at the blacked haired man. Your smile was almost as bright as the one you always wore when you talked to him.

Kento hated the pit that formed in the bottom of his stomach every time you would mention him.

“Penny for your thoughts?”

Beautiful, Kento’s mind recited as his eyes met yours

Your breath was raggedy, beads of sweat trailing down your cheeks. Your makeup was no longer intact, a couple of smudges trailed down your eyes, mascara specs darkening your eyes. The lipstick shade you wore was almost gone, a faint tone left behind.

“Keep your penny, it’s nothing too interesting.” Nanami’s answer came as you scooted over next to him, his right arm surrounding your frame.

“I highly doubt that. Everything about you is interesting, Nanamin.”

Kento’s breath got kicked out of his lungs. How was it possible for you to make him feel this way without even trying?

Were you aware of the effect your words, your soft touch, your sweet glances had on him?

Were you aware of his love for you?

“I believe I owe you a dance.” You extended your hand gesturing for him to take it.

“If I remember correctly, you owe me as many as I want.” Kento said, fingers entwining with yours.

You smiled, a bright beautiful smile that made his world stop.

“Well, let me start paying my debts.”

Minutes later Kento found himself in the middle of Gojo’s house, surrounded by the same crowd he had been trying to avoid as he held your body against his. You had guided him through the crowd of people, several of them stopping you along the way to congratulate you on your birthday. You would acknowledge them, perhaps exchanging a couple of words with them along the way, but your attention remained on him, your hand squeezing his every now and then to make sure he was alright.

Your hips moved to the rhythm of the music, the tune belonging to a song he hadn’t heard before, your arms were up in the air, fingers dancing along the air as if somehow you were making the most beautiful painting with them. Watching you dance was like staring at a work of art, every little movement you made was a sight to be seen.

Nanami’s body wasn’t sure how to move, his feet didn’t seem to want to follow the beat of the music, his arms felt uncomfortable as he tried to move them around. His body had begun to tense up the more he analyzed his own movements. You must’ve noticed it as well as you had stopped your movements only to get closer to him, your hand finding his again.

Cold fingeres reached to caress his face, carefully putting back in place a strand of his hair out of place. With a tenderness so foreign to him yet so familiar when it came to you, your hand cupped his cheek.

You looked at him and suddenly everything was alright.

“Relax, Kento. Just grab my hand and follow the music.”

Nanami’s left hand held onto yours while the right one fell on your waist, pushing you against his chest. If someone else would’ve seen, you two it wouldn’t have made sense to them. You two weren’t following the music, your pace not even close to what the rest of the people around were dancing to. Yet it didn’t matter, it was as if a bubble had appeared, separating you from the rest. Kento and you were following music that no one else around could hear, your head falling to his chest as the song changed.

For a moment, Nanami felt braver than ever. Maybe it was the intimacy of the moment what fueled him as he was convinced you had never looked at someone else the way you looked at him. Or maybe it was the fact that, as he pushed you closer to him, the more you seemed to nestle on his chest having caught you smelling his favorite cologne that you had gifted him.

Whatever it was, it made Kento brave enough to make you look at him. The hand that held onto yours lifted your chin, his touch leaving goose bumps on your skin. He stared into your eyes, for the first time not being shy of appreciating your beauty. Your eyes held galaxies of thoughts and emotions, and he was more than happy to explore all of them.

“Thank you for this, Ken.”

Ken.

A nickname he hated but he loved the rare times you’d say it.

He wanted you to say it forever.

“Don’t thank me, it’s the least you deserve.”

Your arms surrounded his neck.

“Be careful, Ken or I might start thinking you like me.”

Your name left his lips in a whisper, his eyes flickering from your lips to your eyes. He was surprised when he found you doing the same, your eyes lingering longer on his lips.

“Kento…” you whispered, inches away from his lips. “I— “

“Happy birthday, party girl!”

Gojo’s words rumbled across the room, bringing attention to you. Nanami’s hands fell to his side as you jumped away from him looking like a deer caught in headlights. Satoru made his way to you along with Shoko and a cake he wasn’t sure was enough for everyone in the room.

Nanami made a mental note on researching what the easiest way was to get rid of a 6’3 body.

The crowd pushed you away from him, guiding you to the table where Satoru had placed the cake. You tried talking to them, your eyes searching for his in the sea of people. When you finally found him, Nanami just gave you a small smile and a nod, gesturing you to enjoy your celebration.

You mouthed a small “I’m sorry” to him as you turned your attention to the cake.

Kento let out a sigh as he made his way back to the kitchen bar, leaning against it. A gigantic sparkling candle decorated the middle of the cake making your eyes open wide in surprise. The tune of Happy Birthday started playing, everyone around joining in the celebration making you cover your face in embarrassment.

Adorable.

“How long have you been in love with her?” A deep voice asked next to him.

Kento looked at the green-eyed man that had silently slithered his way next to him.  Fushiguro carried a solo red cup in his hand, his face still carrying that same awful smirk that irked Kento. Toji’s eyes were focused on you, but Nanami could tell his attention was on him, expecting a response.

“I– “

“Don’t try to lie, it’s written all over your face.”

Kento sighed, he was right. There was no point in lying, yet he couldn’t bring himself to say it, not to him. Not before he could tell you.

“It’s none of your business.”

Fushiguro laughed as he took another sip from his drink

“It is when you’re trying to get with my girl.”

The flames of anger began rising in Kento’s chest, a bitter taste settling in the back of his tongue.

“I believe she isn’t aware she is ‘your girl’.” He quipped. “I don’t think she wants the title, or else she wouldn’t keep insisting your relationship is casual.”

Toji’s grip tightened around his cup, the sides of it cracking slightly at the pressure. Now it was Nanami’s turn to sport that idiotic smirk.

“Well, you certainly got me there.” Fushiguro conceded. “But it has to hurt still, doesn’t it?”

“You– “

“I mean, you guys have known each other for how long? Over fifteen years and nothing has ever happened. Not a single kiss, nothing even close. I’ve known her for less than two months and I’ve already fucked her all over her apartment.”

Nanami could count with a single hand the number of times he had restored to violence; the last time he had gotten into a petty fistfight being when he was still in high school. Afterwards he would compose himself and regret his actions, embarrassed of such a public display of his anger.

None of those times Nanami had ever felt such rage, the only thing holding him back being your birthday celebration. As much as he hated the man, he would hate it even more to ruin the night for you.

“You should learn to keep your mouth shut about her private life.”

Toji snorted. “What? You’re going to play the “best friend” role again? Come in your white horse and defend her honor? Try to woo her with your gifts and hope she fucks you?”

“Better than playing the role of a man with two kids who can’t seem to find a stable relationship at his age or keep himself out of jail. Are you trying to get her to play the stepmother role as well?”

“Well, it seems that’s what gets her going, isn’t it?”

Finally, the two men faced each other, both scrutinizing each other under their gaze. Kento knew as much anger as he held inside, he could see his feelings reflected on the other man. He couldn’t blame him, any man would be lucky to get your attention, let alone a man like him.

The crowd cheering drifted away the men’s attention, your wide smile as you blew out the candles reminded Kento the reason why he was there, the flames of anger beginning to dwell as the warmth of his chest expanded through his body. He had already wasted enough time with Fushiguro.

“I don’t intend to ‘steal your girl’ Fushiguro, I cannot steal something that isn’t yours to own. She’s grown enough to know what she wants and that’s not for us to decide. Whether it is you or whoever else she is with I will always respect her choices.” Kento looked back at the man next to him, his eyes darkening with his last words. “But I will tell you that if you hurt her, I’ll make sure your stay at prison will feel like a spa visit, do I make myself clear?”

A moment went by without an answer and Kento thought the conversation was over, but as it is with a man with Toji’s personality, he always had to have the last word.

“Understood, boss.” He crashed his cup in his hands, throwing it away in the can behind the kitchen bar. “You know, I asked her once if anything had happened between you two. I mean, I had to make sure you weren’t an ex or something, especially with all the gifts and how close you guys are. You know what she said?” Kento didn’t give an answer, knowing well he was going to talk anyways. “She laughed. You should’ve seen her, it was as if I had asked the funniest question ever. I swear I saw tears in her eyes.” He chuckled. “She said there wasn’t and there never would be anything between you. That you were like the brother she didn’t have and dating you would almost feel incestuous.”

Toji’s attention went back to you, as everyone started to clear off from you as they got a slice of cake. His hand brushed his hair in place as he passed in front of Kento. “I think you have more of a shot with her.” He nodded to a girl Nanami hadn’t noticed before, her gaze turning as his hazel eyes connected with hers. Toji patted him in the shoulder before he left, not before getting his last lick. “I’d take it if I were you champ, it’s not like she’s going to care if you sleep around with other people.”

The green-eyed man made his way to you, his hand falling to your hips as he brought you in for a kiss.

For the first time in his life, Nanami felt his heart breaking. The longer your kiss lasted the more he felt a wave of unknown emotions drowning him, tearing every part of his heart that you ignited.

Fushiguro might’ve been a bastard, but he was right. There was never a time you had looked at him in any other way other than a best friend, let alone a romantic partner. He was an idiot for thinking your words meant anything, that your flirting was anything more than friendly, as it was you had always been a flirtations person. He wasn’t especial.

In an attempt of self-preservation for what remained of his heart he took a shot of vodka, hoping the burn would be enough to make him forget for a little while. He looked around the room, looking for anything that could help him, an easy way of distracting. That’s when he saw her again, the unknown girl he had never seen before.

Nanami didn’t remember how he had gotten himself in a bedroom in Gojo’s house, or when he had taken his shirt off as a girl whose name couldn’t even remember straddled him. He didn’t remember how her lips tasted or the tone of her voice as she had introduced herself to him. He couldn’t even remember the color of the girls’ eyes as she kissed him.

Her hands traveled along his body until they found his crotch making his head roll back. He allowed his hands to explore the girl’s body, slowing cupping her ass as she tried to undo his pants. This situation should’ve brought him some comfort, the sensations of every kiss, every touch should’ve been enough to help him in some capacity. Yet the only thing on his mind was you and the guilt building up in the back of his throat.

Everything about this felt wrong and he couldn’t explain why until he opened his eyes and the person in front of him wasn’t you.

Every time he kissed her, he pictured your lips, soft and delicate against his. Every time he touched her, he pictured your tender skin against his expecting the smell of your body wash to linger on his nose, instead a foreign scent invaded his nostrils. He expected to hear your voice with every pant of his name, but the unfamiliarity of the girl’s tone made his muscles tense up. This wasn’t what he wanted, he couldn’t fool himself into do it.

Then, the unthinkable happened—the very thing he had feared all along.

The light and commotion from the hallway caught his attention as he realized someone had opened the door. He pulled himself apart from the girl, moving his face to the side so he could see the uninvited guest. He only had a second to react before you shut the door with a slam, it’s echo filling the room.

He pushed her away, not caring for pleasantries as he scrambled to get his things together. He could hear the girls angry tone complaining, undoubtedly labeling him as an asshole. None of it mattered though. Not when he had seen the pain in your eyes as you saw the scene in front of you.

When he finally found his phone, he saw the plethora of messages you had sent him, all of them relating your trial until you finally found him. Before he could start typing, two new messages popped up.

Oh

I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt.

Vile rose to his throat as he pleaded you to come back.

It’s ok Nanami, I’ll catch you later.

Have fun

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[starcurtain]

I know I've talked a lot about Alhaitham actually being one of the funniest characters in Genshin Impact, but every time I think about him, I find something new to laugh at.

Alhaitham's character stories and personal criticisms of Kaveh largely hinge on one specific point: That Kaveh's genius intellect and artistic abilities are incongruous with his idealism. Kaveh possesses more talent than a selfless person should reasonably have, leaving him vulnerable to constantly being taken advantage of.

However, Alhaitham states these complaints about Kaveh's personality while having the exact same problem himself.

Alhaitham is literally the definition of "personality and talents do not match." Sir, you are the pot calling the kettle black.

It's a given: Alhaitham is exceedingly competent. He is intelligent, rational, and capable of being impartial when needed. Despite being a slacker as the Akademiya's scribe, during his stint as the Acting Grand Sage, the game goes out of its way to note--in several places--that Alhaitham was actually going above and beyond what was expected of him, taking the position very seriously, uncovering and fixing major issues in the Akademiya, and demonstrating a deep care for the sanctity and future of the Akademiya as a whole when Sumeru's people's will to research and learn declined after the collapse of the Akasha.

By all accounts, Alhaitham is (was) a fantastic Grand Sage. Compared to Azar, who is shown as inherently self-aggrandizing and unconcerned with Sumeru's well-being, Alhaitham genuinely did his best during his brief time as Sumeru's leader, protecting students' research, concerning himself with how to address the people's problems, and even diving in to solve mysteries that normally would have been left for the matra. As Acting Grand Sage, we're told his behavior and judgments were fair, and he addressed problems immediately and with his full effort.

In short, there is literally no one else more qualified to be Grand Sage than Alhaitham.

And yet, despite possessing every talent needed to be the leader of a nation, Alhaitham doesn't have the personality for it. He has every single trait a good leader requires... And yet he refuses to be a leader. His own talent vastly exceeds the slow-paced life his personality leads him to seek, making his particular abilities more incongruous with his values than Kaveh's--by a mile. People keep trying to promote him into positions of leadership because his talents are so obvious, and yet he does everything in his power to deny his own abilities and instead fly under the radar--and under the level of his full potential too.

Awful hypocritical for you to claim Kaveh's talents don't match his personality when yours match even less, Alhaitham...

[doomedtoxicyaoi]

doflamingo looking like zoro without his glasses is so true actually, i always have do a double take when i see fanart

Literally! Doffy's two defining traits are his glasses and his smile so without them he just has his balding hairline 😭 and sorta buzz cut is very similar to Zoro's. I think it tends to go under the radar a lot because Zoro usually frowns when he's in a scene because he likes trying to act cool while Doffy is grinning ear to ear like a madman 90% of the time.

In terms of hair, the main difference is that Zoro has more of a square shape to his hairline that extends to somewhat longer sideburns. Even looking at their eyes doesn't help either because most of the fandom also subscribe to 'Doffy is missing/has an injured eye'. I think the eyebrows are the only real difference - or lack thereof in Doffy's case

And it works the other way as well, when you give Zoro the Doffy glasses, he looks like Doflamingo. (also I can't get over how cunty everyone looks in the second image like they really are top tier glasses designs)

Also it's funny to me that when I was looking for references I found the moments that Doffy looks the best are usually when he's frowning lol. Not to say they're aren't some good moments of him with his signature smile, but he tends to look a bit too silly for me, especially when he has his tongue out. And the anime doesn't help since Dressrosa has tons of wonky off-model moments for all the characters and Doffy's no exception.

i guess

most of the time we see him smiling it feels very forced which I think is kinda the point. The shape of his glasses kinda resembles smiling eyes and most of the time he will have that same 'evil' grin. Drawing him with any kinda of emotions is genuinely so hard because you can't just slap on some eyebrows and call it a day, which I imagine is why we have that goofy vein sound effect to show his rise in blood pressure every time something goes wrong.

like he's so pissed in all of these images but its hard to differentiate that from his goofy grin because he's basically angry all the time. The grin is just kinda something he does to unsettle people. And in this translation from The Library of Ohara they even mention that he just kinda does that automatically?

Whereas you look at the few times Rocinante smiles and it's clearly very genuine.

and the funniest part to me is that between the two of them, Law clearly did not take after Corazon when it came to smiling because like...

and Zoro has also been known to have that sorta bloodthirsty looking grin

[niik0]

My top 5 least favorite miss-characterization for members of hermitcraft and the life series and why •_•

5. Lizzie

She’s legit both the coolest most badass girl while somehow also being the peak of wet cat weird girl behavior and I love her for that!! Lizzie is genuinely so interesting and I fully believe that if she had a good team and really put her all into it that she could win a life series!! This being said I feel like so many people recently have been chalking her up to just “Joel’s wife who’s so so so sad and so so so pathetic and she never ever succeeds in anything:((“ and it’s like?!? JOEL CALLS HIMSELF MR LDSHADOWLADY WHERE ARE YOU GETTING OFF ON CALLING HER JUST “JOELS WIFE”?!? She’s awesome! And she can be very powerful and badass and full of complex emotions and sides and I feel like so many people just take this side out of her character when they talk or write about her sometimes! It honestly just makes me mad!

4 Martyn

So many people describe him as if he’s some cruel cunning character who never ever cares about anything else and this!! Just isn’t true!!! Yes he can be very cruel and cunning, I mean look at the ending of limited life! (I love that scene it’s my favorite life series moment) But Martyn does care about people and is an all together very silly guy! Like look at Ren! Or Jimmy in secret life! Or Ren again! (Like seriously what’s his obsession with Ren about?) but it proves that he DOES care! And he try’s to help others! And he has some of the arguably funniest moments or bits in the life series! He’s not just some scary guy who only looks out for himself or is always always always scheming! Yes he can be that! But he can also be the complete opposite of that!! Write about all of his multiple personalities you cowards! Cause my guy is too many different things to be chalked up to just a couple of personality traits

3

2. Grian

Soooooo many people write him as this “UwU soft boi who does no wrong and is only trying to help” when? He’s actually a fucking menace? And always has been? Like i genuinely don’t know what else to say but it just pisses me the fuck off, it’s not everyone but it’s enough for me to instantly INSTANTLY click off a fic or unfollow and block someone the moment I see them do that to him! Bros too much of a instigator and borderline control freak to EVER let a) someone else do shit for him if it has a chance of going wrong and b) be labeled as a soft does not wrong boi with allll of the messes he’s started! I mean the most iconic moment in the life series (in my opinion) is when Grian fucking kills Scar with a creeper cause he wanted to do a prank on him, bros a menace your honor, I rest my case

1. SCAR, IT WILL ALWAYS BE FUCKING SCAR

WHY THE FUCK ARE PEOPLE ALWAYS FUCKING INFANTALATIZING HIM?!? LIKE JUST SAY YOURE FUCKING ABLEST AND HANDLE A MAN IN A WHEELCHAIR BEING A FUCKING BADASS OR THINKING OF HIMSELF AS SEXY!! BECAUSE SCAR DOES, FOR CHRIST SAKE HE CALLS HIMSELF HOTGUY ALL THE FUCKING TIME AND IS CONSTANTLY MAKING INNUENDOS AND YET PEOPLE STILL GIVE THE SAME FUCKING ARGUMENT OF “oh he’s just a baby, his didn’t know what he was saying, silly scar for making an accidental sex joke” LIKE YES THE FUCK HE DOES!! I WONT SAY THAT THIS IS THE CASE ALL OF THE TIMES BECAUSE HE GENUINELY SOMETIMES DOESNT REALIZE BUT MOST OF THE TIME ITS ON PURPOSE AND YOU FUCKERS JUST CANT HANDLE IT!! LIKE IVE GENUINELY SEEN SOMEONE SAY “haha i love a man who’s sexy and he knows it!” AND THERE WERE PEOPLE SAYING SHIT LIKE “oh he’s just oblivious, he doesn’t know what he’s saying when he says stuff like that about himself!” DO YOU THINK HES A TODDLER?!? THATS A GROWN ASS ADULT WHOS ALLOWED TO THINK OF HIMSELF AS SEXY BECAUSE HE FUCKING IS!! IM ASEXUAL AND EVEN I CAN ADMIT THAT HES FUCKING HOT LIKE COME ON YALL LET HIM MAKE HIS SILLY LITTLE REFERENCES AND INNUENDOS IN PEACE BECAUSE BELIVE IT OR NOT HE MEANS TO MAKE THEM HALF KF THE TIME

Thank you all for coming to my Ted talk, sorry if none of this is fucking understandable I’m very very tired atm

[timeslipcamp]

thoughts on episode four

we made it to sinostra :D i remember reading this episode for the first time just thinking "oh my god he's insane!!!" and by the end of the episode i was like "oh he's REALLY insane. compelling, though." and i've been obsessed with him ever since

let's go rescue peekaboo!

vague spoilers through episode 16

fr though i love sinostra. problematic favs. so good

speaking of problematic favs i LOVE that the frostheim gen students just gossip immediately. the second they have the opportunity they start spreading rumors. respect

ritsu's inital meeting is so funny. this whole episode is just golden, i love that his main personality trait is just Lawyer early on. also ren being surprised that we got reassigned :') its ok bb i can sense it you dont have to say anything

also him immediately accusing taiga is so real. mc sitting there watching these three argue like "well he did try to throw me out of a train so"

ritsu wouldve raised hell in frostheim. get him an internship with tohma

also!! love that kaito recognizes its the chancellors fault we don't know anything. ritsu keeps calling us ignorant but boy howdy has mc been trying. kaito you're a real one

taiga who hurt you

like genuinely what the FUCK happened during the clash. the way jin and taiga both came out of it so different than how they are now. it's so interesting seeing how people talk about taiga. god i want to know what he knows so bad. this whole post is just gonna be me rambling about taiga i can feel it

girl you dont even KNOW!!!!

taiga became captain and owner six months ago according to ritsu at the time of this episode, and given that it seems like the clash happened right before the prologue time wise, does that mean he became the owner and captain before the clash? or am i being too nitpicky. maybe. hm. also love that ritsu is like 'darkwick was toootally in on this agreement to let it stay open though' he's so funny

i remember the first time i read this chapter and we found haru in taigas room, my immediate first thought was THEYRE HOOKING UP??? and then i remembered peekaboo lmao

i really do think taiga likes ritsu lmao. like especially by the time they get around to episode 16, they get along well--as well as taiga gets along with everyone. this first meeting hes like "wow, smart and ballsy, okay i'll hear you out" and i think he just finds ritsu entertaining--and potentially useful. taiga's smart, he knows a good ally to have when he sees one.

haru and taiga, on the other hand. UGH. i would LOVE to hear about when these two first started working together and why. two rebellious and wild redheads linking up and investigating the faculty. like, taiga just pulled a gun on him and tried to eat his kid and haru still stuck his tongue out at him. he's close enough to have a nickname. i already talked about them but UGH i love them i wanna read about the previous year so bad 😭

oh, missed the part where taiga said lulu's family got fucked over. i always assumed it was something they brought on themselves. huh.

he says ritsu is too twiggy to be a ghoul 😭 taiga PLEASE

love love LOVE that taiga went cold at the mention of darkwick investigating sinostra, and then the second ritsu brings up haru and shion is where he starts acting like this. TAIGA IS SO MUCH SMARTER THAN HE LETS ON he is calculating!! everything is intentional!! GOD i love him so much dude

rui's bar interlude!! ugh i love haru and rui. also haru "stealing is easier i get it" especially how we've gotten little peeks at his past in newer episodes 👀 haru let me hold your hand

did ritsu just call romeo ugly lmao

dude the absolute 180 change in taiga's demeanor when he sees the like dove is so crazy. the whole rest of that he's tense and over aggressive and then just leaves. UGH. and it appeared when it was only taiga and romeo in the room 😭 bamiromi real

JIRO JUST WALKING INTO OUR ROOM please hes the funniest mfer in this school I LOVE HIM. and then mc thinking hes giving her the drugs to run 😭 god i love them

dude can you imagine if ritsu would have lost and the day the constitution was made got erased

rereading this episode is so crazy. now that i know some of the bs darkwick has pulled? i honestly can't blame taiga for interrogating us and shooting at us hahaha. am i the problem? am i the red flag now??? and the way he tries to blame it on "trying out a demon impression" after......taiga your mind. wanna put him under a microscope. especially because he could probably smell the anomaly in our blood and that's why he leaned in. UGH.

romeo immediately: kys

for anyone who cares, this is the exact moment i became obsessed with taiga:

oh hey there was incense in the campus store when we meet benkei. do you think maybe he was the one from getting our curse analyzed in the prologue? it said something like long slim fingers and the smell of incense. maybe benkei was brought in to see if we really could enhance stigmas, and he could tell either because of his clementia abilities or he's also a ghoul 👀 damn this chapter reread is full of stuff

ritsu basically saying "he's allowed to be crazy so i can keep being a lawyer" is so funny dude. he saw how taiga was with the mission and was like you know? maybe some crazy is allowed

also taiga's little "ciao" 🫶

also romeo mentions a tango queen statue, that's a kind of flower? or it could be a girl tangoing who knows lol. he did call it an artifact though, so

god rereading this episode was so good. i'm gonna have like 900 more epiphanies doing these read throughs, i can tell. especially since we're going to hotarubi next!!

this whole post was really just me saying how much i loved taiga huh. oh well. i said what i said

[crenifer]

What soul trait do you think Dev has? I personally think he has perseverance because 1.) That boy has gone through so much yet keeps pushing on in his own way despite it all and 2.) Hee hoo purple for dev

call me cringe but were in 2024 so i think having only 7 traits for god knows how long up till assumably the 21st century without some sort of variant of the og is slim, and also i couldnt pick between integrity or perseverance but i have the funniest trait name ever when i was looking at mixed soul traits

yk like dev-otion

ok i'll see myself out

ok on a real sense its probably because his overall character kinda reminds me of a kid with an integral soul but at the same time a persevering soul so yeah

Dev's outfit explanation

[evil-sm-confessions]

with kindness in my heart, some folks are so incredibly amazingly dogshit at not flanderizing characters down to a basic trait. it cannot be this hard to regard a character as multi-faceted. "kevin is a girlfail soggy meowmeow cannot order burger without killing himself" "nooooo kevin is actually so awesome and capable and hes my dom daddy and hed kill skid and pump if given the chance" Have we considered. Have we considered that a character can have more than one trait. and said trait doesnt have to be an all-encompasing blanket. and that characters can in fact have.... personality deeper than a surface-level assertion?

also same shit goes for characters becoming solely the bearer of a like or skill. yeah streber likes vampires. hes also an inventor and likes rats and likes being a witty little shithead. his entire personality does not revolve around being a scare actor vampire 24 / 7. its giving 2016 jjba fandom sighs bonks my head against the wall. im autistic as fuck about warrior cats. i live and breathe that shit. i think about it daily. does that mean my entire personality and attire and behavior revolves around warrior cats day in day out? no i am also a person. and the funniest is when people assertively and confidently flandarize a trait of a character that *they dont even have* or something blatantly out of character. like, swings my gay ass back around to kevin. where the fucking scallop did we get all the like. charisma-lord daddy dom kevin shit from. its way less prevalent but. puts my hands on your shoulders where the FUCK did you get that out of his character.

I think at least part of it comes from how little screentime basically everyone gets but yeah. Get a GRIP PEOPLE. IM SMARTER THAN ALL.OF YOU AND TOU SHOULD FEEL BAD

[pinnedmother]

What do you think Godwyn was like when he was with soul? And how do you think his corpse would react to a old lover arriving?

(Btw do you do anons? If so I would like to be the 🪲 anon…)

Thank you for your request! ♡ (I had to google what emoji anons are, but I think I get it now. And of course, as you wish!)

Better days of Godwyn.

Godwyn is affable, benevolent and optimistic, one to have a smile on his face no matter the circumstance. He’s quite easygoing, a trait amplified thousandfold by the sheer coldness of everyone around him. That’s why he can come off as unserious and overly blithe, but don’t be mistaken, the man can be incredibly collected and even frightening when the time calls for it. However, in peaceful surroundings he chooses to be a golden retriever type.

He really is “golden”, his hands sure are. Godwyn’s good at everything he tries. Shooting? The arrow hits the bull's-eye and he wasn’t even looking its way. Jousting? He can drop a hundred of combatants in a row without either of them coming close to touching him or his mount. Musical instruments? He’s a natural, coming up with improvised masterpieces. With everything being so easy, Godwyn enjoys a good challenge like nothing else. However, what is a challenge to him is something deemed impossible by others.

In spite of his mother’s forbiddance, Godwyn secretly attended the underground of Leyndell to spend quality time with his younger brothers. It’s so dangerous, and outrageous, and absolutely unspeakable for the perfect golden prince, a pinnacle of the Order, to be knee-deep in the wretched filth of the shunning grounds… Because of that, he felt a need to hide his identity, pretending to be a stranger, a kind Samaritan. He would teach little omen twins literacy, etiquette, history; tell stories, share news and explain the inner workings of the world. Despite doing all this, he still carried a great deal of guilt for not being able to do anything more. For not going against the Golden Order’s dogmas and not accepting his brothers openly, choosing not to risk his reputation instead. He can bend some rules sometimes, sure, but not these.

When the empyrean twins were born, he was all over them, assisting and encouraging every step of their way. He could finally truly be present for his siblings.

When it comes to love, Godwyn has so much of it to give that he pretty much is polyamorous. The ideal relationship scenario for him is having many partners at once, each of whom he loves unconditionally, and no person gets jealous of one another. He would still enjoy a regular two-people relationship and be quite faithful, but a man can dream…

I’m just saying, but if there was a brothel in Leyndell he’d be a common visitor when single.

If he has his sights on somebody, he will take them by storm. With Godwyn it’s always the most flamboyant of courtships, a show for all to see. He’s so confident that he acts as if you’re already his, even if you barely know each other. It can be a tad overbearing and yet you can’t help but fall for the charm. As a side note, considering his love for challenges, playing hard to get would lure him in even more.

He wouldn't like to shower you in gifts however, unless prompted. The thought of "buying" your love sickens him.

No matter how sour or blue you’re feeling, Godwyn always manages to lighten your mood. His jokes are the funniest, his laughter is the most contagious, and his smile is warmer and gentler than the light of the Erdtree itself.

Now, with his soul gone...

After finding out that your lover is not entirely lost, a tiny sliver of hope flickered within you. But it soon got extinguished entirely once you've realized that his body doesn't show any signs of recognition no matter what you do. For all intents and purposes, Godwyn’s corpse seems to be just that – a corpse.

Seeing him like this, gargantuan, lifeless, morphed into an unrecognizable, horrid creature… What a terrible, disgraceful fate. It breaks your heart a second time.

And yet, whenever you’re in danger, the roots of death grow forth seemingly out of nowhere and blindly attack whoever threatens you.

Surely it is but a mere coincidence. Right?

[malwaredykes]

the untapped Enemy Of The State Potential is one of boones best funniest traits tbh like ok since im in charge of Awesome Flawless FNV Remake Available Exclusively On My Beautiful Mind im rewriting boones personal #journey arc primarily by expanding on it because i mean yeah fatalistic thinking and the question of agency vs authority and having to live with having done something inexcusable and The Denying Of Closure are good themes but to me theyre not enough here. that lack of closure about something that really intrinsically can never entertain the idea of closure is all well and good, but... lets keep going lets put a pin in that. lets turn once again to boones potential for becoming wanted by the ncr government. boone i know you want to go apeshit. its time to admit that its always been about the system youd been conditioned into never questioning and which you continued to mentally cling to as you felt there was no other purpose or direction to your existence in the wake of all the disastrous events in your life. but its time to develop a grasp on your agency as a human being boone. and yes some of that is going to make you feel worse because, Well. The Complicity. bitter springs. but you know what, it is also freeing and the right thing to do. release your inhibitions feel the rain on your skin. youre already there just look around you. youve cut the ropes that held you back, now its time to rip and shred the ropes that still are wrapped around you. its there. youve physically gotten out. and its time to evolve. "now if iiiiii were to assassinate the president 🤔" i know you want to. im not saying you should but i know youve thought about it before. "guess that settler was well-connected" yes isnt that fucked up i know you think thats fucked up. and oh your friend the courier just did something fucked up at mccarran and all these ncr soldiers and staff are trying to shoot them? of course its the courier youre defending when faced with the immediate choice i mean if its between "fuck the ncr. die" and "fuck the person im ride or die for because theyre a force of destiny that entered my life to change it one way or another and now i care about them deeply. die" well of course youre choosing the path of Leave My FACKING FRIEND Alone You Beasts. but of course the situation doesnt have to be this immediately dire. it doesnt have to stem from an immediate danger to your new object of loyalty. we dont have to let it go down this particular route. no need to have something this drastic happen. you can reach this conclusion simply by giving into the desire youve repressed for years to go apeshit at the ncr government and every arm of its hegemony. that bubbling rage? that "if i let this fester inside me im gonna do a fucking murder-suicide about it"? that in a certain timeline you do in fact end up doing a murder-suicide about? thats not just hateful desperation. thats a feeling, hitherto bottled up and unrefined and volatile, that you should allow to breathe and photosynthesize and grow into something beautiful and true and let it blossom and bear fruit. boone, there is no need to feel alone and helpless and directionless in your unfulfilled desire to cut the umbilical cord.

so. enough rationalizing things as rotten spots and necessary burdens in an otherwise inevitable righteous system, you knowwwww thats pure bullshit. my advice, do some reading. reading is fundamental, and luckily for you, you literally know a very literate anarcho-communist. i can guarantee you that you could walk up to arcade and be like "👉👈 hi gannon soooo i want to get into critiques of capitalism and of the military, and into anarchism and other leftist theory. i want to know about Other Ways to run things. could you give me some recommendations? for books and essays and so on. thanks" and he would be like "boone, yes. Absolutely. yes. i will prepare a reading list for you. gosh." and youll be given a stack of books, with notes and a directory. however, if you two are currently on really bad terms to the point where he doesnt wanna talk to you at all, hey, theres other followers of the apocalypse that would be happy to help. providing education is literally one of their main things. either way, youll finally feel vindicated about things that used to make you feel like you were just going insane. boone you werent going insane you were in fact being onto something. baby that time you saw an ncr military police on the strip facing away from you and there was a loose brick on the ground and it was calling to you like the green goblin mask? that time you were at camp forlorn hope and folks kept saying shit like "that red beret is looking good soldier" and you didnt respond or even look at them because you were focused on containing the urge to grab them by the shoulders and start shrieking? well you see those are actually instincts that tell us you have potential. you have the power to end these patterns. you want to. you need to. thats where you should go. theres a world of ideas waiting for you to tap into and be liberated by. you have nothing to lose but your pitiful pension (you can even keep the beret like who cares). there is so much you can do. its not about allegiance or moral debt or soothing personal guilt, its about doing the right thing. there are so many paths in front of you. also youre trans. like, that one also isnt just you going insane, its real and its right and its you, you are transgender

[motionjames]

let me shill you japanese columbo

Do you like Columbo? Do you like police procedurals starring grumbly, slightly eccentric ossans? Do you believe in the power of shoujo manga?! Well, do I have the show for you!

Introducing....Furuhata Ninzaburō!

Written by genius playwright Koki Mitani and starring the extremely charismatic jidaigeki star Masakazu Tamura, Furuhata Ninzaburo is a detective drama directly inspired by Columbo (not to be confused with...Shinano no Columbo, which yes, exists). Its got the murders, its got the mystery, its got an unreasonably good theme song, and there's middle aged man with the mannerisms you love to see. The formula usually goes as follows:

Furuhata-san stands in the dark void, talking about riding bicycles or something or another to setup the theme of the story.

You see the baddie do the murder and try to cover it up. Yesiree, you see the murder-- because the fun comes from watching it all unravel!

Furuhata-san appears (possibly struggling with a vending machine, or bicycling with some half-price daikon) and catches a whiff of something funny ahead of time.

Cue the game of psychological cat-n-mouse as Furuhata-san slowly deconstructs the whole thing.

Furuhata-san looks directly into the camera like it's the office to ask the audience what the final piece of the mystery is (this is briefly addressed)

The killer spirals ace attorney style as the audience screams GOT THE BITCH! and Furuhata-san escorts them off screen to purgatory... or, you know, prison.

Yup, it's pretty standard fair detective drama stuff, but the writer Mitani is able to construct some seriously compelling, twisty mysteries that keep you on the edge of your seat. By the end of first season, the direction finds its style and you'll get plenty of jaw-dropping musical cues and camera cuts that make you feel like you're full immersed in some deluxe, spicy juicy awesome mystery fiction action!

Okay... but who is the man of the hour? A good mystery needs a good detective, and there is hardly anyone as wonderful to watch as the black-clad oyajisan.

Tamura aces the role of Furuhata. It's just too good. As he's based off of Columbo he's of course a disarmingly scrungly genius with terrible posture and a grumbling-mumbling way or speaking, but he was plenty of other traits to set him apart. He's a fan of shoujo manga; he's an excellent chef but only knows how to prepare three mismatched dishes; he loves konbinis but is cursed by vending machines; he's terrible at baseball and is totally unsportmanlike; he is often seen on his beloved bike CELINE (since he was in the area anyhow)... I could go on, but the character is well realized and so fun to watch. His head tilts, forehead taps, and drawn out ええと。。。are perfectly captured, and all do a great job at annoying his victims. A stand out trait of Columbo is his unique relationship to the culprits; he's described as being very buddy-buddy or even respectful, using his friendly ho-hum manner to weedle his way to the truth. Furuhata-san is similar, but more... salty? Bitchy? The man frequently makes underhanded remarks towards the culprit or acts offensively relaxed until he find a contradiction in their words, in which he will then pursue to the ends of the earth. It gives a kind of "c'mon, can't you do better?" attitude reminiscent of a disappointed teacher.

But even with all his sass (which he has in spades), Furuhata-san will always sit down with the killer and offer a smile and a bit of light conversation before the credits roll. The killers are usually afforded a bit of dignity. Most famously a radio show host tells the detective "the funniest joke there ever was"-- but as a small revenge, she refuses to tell him the punchline. Credits roll, theme plays, it's just another day on the job.

Oh, there's also Imaizumi. Imaizumi is a big dummy and always falls for the red herrings the killers leave behind. Because of this, Furuhata-san is relentlessly mean to him and slaps him on the forehead as punishment. He forces the guy to do menial tasks and be victim to his many tests. Imaizumi, however, is just happy to be here. His special skills include knitting, flower arrangement, not reading the room, and having hemorrhoids.

Okay, now have some Furuhata-san crying and reading shoujo manga.

Truly the guy of all time.

You're probably totally in love with this show because I've described it so beautifully, right? Right? So you wanna watch it, riiiiight? Well lucky for you it's all totally subbed on internet archive!

Watch this awesome show ENGLISH SUBBED and FOR FREE you won't regret it! This link is so full of oyajisans! Please! Join me in Japanese crime fiction hell!

(Personally speaking, the first episode pilot thingy is a bit slow and does not represent the rest of the show very well, I would suggest skipping to the second episode "The Kabuki Murder" to get a real taste and then maybe return to the previous one later. Just my thoughts!)

Also, there was a really awesome remix of the main theme made for DDR. Here's that, but with Haruka Amami from the idolm@ster dancing over it.

Ah yes.... I have spilled my love... I suppose I should go now. Please enjoy this wonderful show, and remember: Don't you ever fuck up ever or else Furuhata-san WILL get you and you WILL go to super hell! Bye!

[starcurtain]

I think that meme about Genshin's two character archetypes being "Boy With Trauma" and "Girl With Job" is still the funniest and unfunniest thing about the game.

Like, here we are at the tail-end of Natlan and they're still serving us "Escoffier's personality is chef" and "Ifa has generational trauma inherited from the unresolved grief of his family's internecine conflict which led to the death of innocent animals."

Okay, I'm kidding, but being serious, if we had a nickel for every time "gainfully employed" was the primary character trait of a Genshin female character, we would have... a lot of nickels.

On the one hand: Hilarious. Every single society in Teyvat is being hard carried by its female workforce.

On the other hand: I wish that more of the female cast was given fully realized backstories outside of their assigned professions.

Like, more of the women should get to have tragic, wild pasts (or presents!) that have bearing on both their character development arcs and the plot of the game itself. You know, as a treat.