#maybe i’ll come back to this

[mississpissi]

no wait bc there’s definitely something here- cecil describes being ‘raptured’ and directly connects it to ‘real science’.

he uses a religious term to describe night vale’s scientific research and then immediately contrasts it with the scientifc research the uowii is doing. hm.

[80s-music-tourney]

best musician rpf tournament @rpfpoll !! you heard it here first !!!

Now I might be a dead blog, but I know a good tourney when I see one!

[universeberrigarden]

I might make one of those cryptic locational gothic posts because I love reading them and it’s so fun to point out how strange mundane things are when they aren’t just the background

[chloesimaginationthings]

I just love wills adorable middle finger

I just know this dude, despite being springlocked, is grinning to himself that he never paid Mike 💀

[mycofaerie]

they are so <3

[willgrahamscock]

So turns out, if you eat moldy bread and take expired medication you do end up developing severe intestinal issues! It’s not the update I wanted to give, but it turns out I am not invincible and in fact, I am incredibly unwell. Stay tuned.

[geminison]

Awake, awake

This is a dream state

[lamina-tsrif]

4 days left!!

[comfymoth]

just remembered i can draw whatever i want and that includes self indulgent monster au spiderduck. they’re besties ^_^

[puppyeared]

Pokeymon

@ask-willowleafeon @ask-shiny-umbreon

[dekusleftsock]

HMMNGGGSHSHHSHD IM SO LATE TO THIS BUT THERES SO MANY THINGS IVE WANTED TO SAY FOR SO LONG AND IVE JUST BEEN TOO DEPRESSED OR BUSY TO DO IT

I did just re-read the chapter, hazbin/helluva hyperfixation is gone y’all I’m back and ready for more.

Okay so, a couple of things I noticed. Let’s start there.

Throughout this chapter, it really is heartbreaking to see how Izuku regards one for all as Allmight’s power, and therefore a disrespect to him to give that away. Which is quite frankly insane given the nature of what the power is, but regardless it still shows me just how deeply he still cares for and admires allmight.

It also makes the transfer Izuku makes to Katsuki in the heroes rising movie all the more intimate; izuku wouldn’t just give the power to anyone, if not for himself (which is also clearly due to that fact since he still sees ofa as the thing that makes him a hero, not his characteristics), then simply out of respect for allmight and his legacy.

It’s just the anger you can see, feel in those words as he demands to know why. I’ve personally been in the boat of “Izuku dislikes Kudou immensely bc he hasn’t proven to be heroic and amazing like Katsuki has, and also he insults him a lot why would he like him”, since Izuku does genuinely have self respect (a common mischaracterization imo), he’s just also more forgiving and faithful to those he admires or loves (or both).

SPEAKING OF SELF RESPECT AND MISCHARACTERIZATION!

I want to highlight the words “But even so, this boy refuses to throw in the towel”, bc it’s such an important part of Izuku and his character.

He isn’t overly self sacrificial, he isn’t a masochist, he isn’t even a martyr—especially not a martyr.

Izuku is stubborn. That is not the same thing as wanting to constantly die for others; izuku is like Katsuki, he wants to fight for others. Giving up just simply isn’t in his morality.

And if “giving up” also includes letting someone die or failing to save someone out of his own negligence, that’s not because he wants to die.

I can’t explain how much the interpretation that Izuku wanting to die, even for others, is so fucking out of character. Izuku is stubborn, he’s stubborn in the way that he won’t just fall over and let the ground take him. Given the circumstances, Izuku would fight for his life just as he would fight for another.

THIS HAS BEEN THE CASE SINCE, I DONT KNOW, CHAPTER FUCKING ONE?

“Idiot! If I’d really jumped, you’d be charged with bullying me into suicide!! Think before you speak!!”

“Idiot…”

Like he’s so unaffected by the awful comment outside of being angry at the DISRESPECT of said comment. This is why all those damn suicidal Izuku fics have always felt so ooc. Izuku isnt a moody, brooding ball of depression, he’s a stubborn, courageous, and angry ball of depression. There is a difference.

Even before this, he literally attempts to say something or fight back to Katsuki, honestly it looks like he’s about to punch him here.

The only reason he DOESNT is bc HE DOESNT WANT TO GET HIS ASS BEAT

Btw for anyone who has or ever will be in Izuku’s position, punch him. I love Katsuki But hit him in the fucking gut. If you get your ass beat at least you can say you can took it like a champ.

Speaking from someone who regrets not punching three girls who were trying to gang up on me in middle school🫶🫶🫶

Anyway, I’d argue that Izuku not taking Katsuki in a fight was made out of self preservation, something he very much has.

And last but not least, we get to this lovely fucking page.

First of all…

Hm, ain’t that strange?

I’m not saying it’s fully a parallel, I’m just saying it’s something to consider.

Especially with the context that I don’t think Izuku feels shameful here.

He’s been a hero who didn’t look like one once before, I’m sure a snide comment through Shigaraki is nothing in comparison to the literal hundreds of civilians afraid of him.

Or, even more interestingly, what if he’s shameful of it, and okay with that? Now THATS some control over your emotions. This is demonstrating the very thing Banjo told him in the first place; using his emotions to fuel him. Let himself live with them, breath with them. They exist, and they hurt, and that’s fucking okay.

But it begs the question…. Why bring attention to it?

Clearly horikoshi WANTS you to see that Izuku is the one who looks like the monster now. He even looks devil like, blackwhip coming out of his back the way it is just feels like wings.

But maybe… maybe this is how he stops sweeping problems under the rug. Maybe this is him, Izuku, at his most animalistic form. Him. At his core. This is the Izuku he doesn’t want people to know.

The faceless, long clawed, oozing black monster.

He’s a kid who can take a fucking beating. He’s not Deku the useless doll, nor is he Deku the hero. He’s simply Izuku.

And you know what’s even more likely?

The black pit of anger that Shigaraki has formed, fueling his uncontrolled emotions and anger and despair, with the light tear showing something underneath…

What if, this was Izuku’s black ball of anger and shame, except this one is escaping his body, pouring out and showing all of that for what it truly is. Pent up rage, uncontrolled emotion, anxiety and shame, all mixed into one hell hole of a person—but a ball that can be molded, controlled, torn apart from the inside out.

See, the same way Kudou tears at Shigaraki’s mental breaking to see what’s underneath, so have the ofa users for Izuku. Slowly, but surely, the people in Izuku’s life have, while created that ball in the first place, also worked to destroy it. The final piece of the puzzle is for Izuku to choose to let it happen, and he is.

Learning to sit in one’s fear, doubt, hatred, anger, sadness, grief, happiness—without that emotion having to be something, simply something that flows through you, that you can choose to act on or not; this is where Izuku’s arc is coming to its tipping point. We are nearing the climax, I can feel it.

[extragumyum]

the most normal ever (i’m sobbing and losing it)

[yutaleks]

alpha!maki x omega!reader, arranged marriage

“I think she hates me, Mai.”

Mai’s sitting across from you, painting your nails a pretty lilac color. She’s got a steady hand, but maybe you shouldn’t be surprised that someone with weapons expertise would have such a solid, precise touch.

“You know as well as I do that my sister would’ve gave the family hell if she didn’t want this,” she smiles, her citrine eyes sparkling. She’s got the same type of mystery about her gaze that Maki does—it’s hard to tell what she’s thinking, especially when she flutters her lashes and turns away from you as quickly as she had looked up at you in the first place. Maybe it’s because you feel so out of place in the Zenin estate, but it feels like you can’t really tell if anyone is truly being honest around here.

“She’s so quiet around me, I don’t know what she’s thinking,” you mourn as Mai finishes painting the lacquer on your pinky finger. She traces the edge of your nail with her thumb, wiping off the excess.

“The fact that she’s quiet is a good thing,” she chuckles. “If she hated you, you’d know it right away. I’d say she’s rather smitten, I’ve never seen my sister look at anyone the way she looked at you after the tea ceremony. Like she wanted to jump your bones.”

Mai’s amusement seems to grow when you look down, flustered. “It seems I don’t know anything about my wife…”

“You’ll learn.” Mai takes your other hand into her hands, and after dipping the paintbrush into the bottle, begins to paint the nails on your other hand. “Maki is someone who requires some patience… I would know, it took so long for her to even get along with me.”

Your brows rise up in surprise. In your handful of visits to the Zenin estate, the sisters seemed glued at the hip. “Really?”

“I love my sister,” Mai says, without looking away from your fingertips. “But she can be so stubborn. She tells me she likes you. She’ll tell it directly to you in time.”

“She does?”

Mai finished off your pinky nail in the same way she had on your previous hand. You hold out both your hands in front of you, and Mai admires her handiwork with a grin.

“She says she likes your hands. How soft they are—you’ve had an easy life, being a prized omega.” You can’t deny that; unlike Maki and Mai, alphas trained in weaponry as part of growing up in their clan, you’ve simply been raised to look pretty and get married off.

Mai lifts your chin up with an index finger, staring into your eyes. She’s done your makeup, just a light dusting of powder, lining around your eyes, and mascara to bring out your natural color. “And how wide your eyes are, how sweet your face is. It was like pulling teeth but, she said you’re cute.”

You smile. Something flutters in your tummy. “Did she?”

“Don’t tell her I told you,” Mai snickers, before patting down some flyaways from the hairstyle she had done for you earlier. “I mean, she said it years ago, when you came around for the first time. Got a good few days of teasing her out of it. But I’m sure she still thinks the same way.”

Has Maki liked you during this entire arrangement? She’d incredibly good at hiding it, you think, never having been able to decipher her impassive face, and discouraged by her lack of physical affection. Whats with that, then?

“Then why doesn’t she ever give me a sign? I never got that impression from her…”

“Maki is very…” she seems to search for the right word, before adding, “possessive about what’s hers,” Mai says, leaning closer to you. “Maybe she was afraid of scaring you off?”

Possessive? You blink inquisitively. “Scaring me off?”

“Have you ever seen an alpha around their mate, when they’re freshly bonded? Or maybe even in a rut?”

You shake your head; of course you’ve been kept away from such things, being without a mate and all.

“Well. Tonight’s your first night together,” Mai smiles, patting at your cheek. “I think you’ll come to find out what Maki’s true feelings are soon.”

Your stomach flips on itself with anticipation at the thought of what’s to come.

[theoryofwhatnow]

me and the bad bitch i pulled by being completely batshit

[jiauro]

Miss balling

[mechanicalchickens]

Oh! That’s most certainly Mitzi, on first read I didn’t look close and thought that was Atlas’s silhouette. All the old crew are caught adrift in what was, huh.

Which means that which ‘makes light for dead eyes’ is the dead tree… does it represent Atlas? Or the dead husk of what he built, upon which Mordecai Mitzi and Victor project so much?

What is that veining the tree? Lightning?( the crackles certainly suggest so).

Or is it water ? a flood slowly seeping through the dead husk of what was built, until it all cataclysmically crumbles (the primary mechanisms of which would be ROT and slowly building water pressure, very thematically appropriate).

They’re in a desert, with a singular dead tree. a trickle would bring life, a deluge will lead to flash flooding and destroy the tree. But I’m not sure what water IS metaphorically in that interpretation of the scenario. I do know that the great flood of 1927 is coming.

There’s a storm brewing in the sky(which would bring WATER), maybe they’re all waiting for lightning to strike twice — that would make Atlas’s first entrance into their lives a metaphorically lightning strike, ultimately destructive. And if the tree crackles with energy, then perhaps that suggests that is what M&M&V are doing — living off the aftershocks of energy, waiting for another lightening strike even if that might mean doom.

Interesting, not quite sure what to make of it, except that living trapped in memory is unlikely to end well for any of them!