#published drafts

[system-of-a-feather]

(PUBLISHING OLD DRAFTS THAT ARE GOOD / INTERESTING; This was written in January 2023)

Good tip before giving a fuck about something on the internet, genuinely ask "why does this matter for any practical reason outside of internet approval and discourse" and "when has this actually come up as an issue in a space that wasnt online"

[syn4k]

would he fucking say that? let's investigate.

[melioristicbeast]

Art inspired by You would kill for this, just a little bit, you would by Alice9 on Ao3 as requested by @blairkaramell !

Thank you for the fic rec, it was a delightful read! had to go with some new-parent-exhaustion (':

Open for requests through the first week of June - feel free to send an ask! ☆

[salemmoncler]

katsuki bakugou LOVES doing your lip liner.

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he's got you sat up on the bathroom sink, snugged in between your thighs with a nyx lip liner pencil in the shade “dark brown” in his hand and your chocolate brown fenty gloss on the counter.

“don't fuck my lips up ki’ they're my best feature.” you pout your plump lips at him.

he scoffs, “whatever, I know what m’doin-” he gently starts to trace over the outline of your slightly dry lips, just so the liner would apply better.

he’s so memorized by you. he loves your pretty face, every single feature. your cute nose, plump and full lips, your dark brown eyes—he loves it all.

“y’so pretty, baby..” he whispers as he finishes your bottom lip, reaching for the gloss.

“aw, katsuki, you think im pretty?” you smile at him, already knowing that he does.

he scoffs at you and mumbles a little “duh” under his breath. he opens up the gloss and applies it to your top lip, then eventually your bottom. he personally thinks he nailed that shit.

he grabs you by your thighs and lifts you off the sink so you could see yourself in the mirror. “see baby? i told you i was a fuckin professional.”

“okay, baby, i see you! you did good!” you’re cheesing so hard in the mirror because he did such a good job; he might’ve done a better job than you ever could.

you turn to face him to give him a kiss without realizing it would mess your lips up.

“y/n! you ruined my hard fuckin work,” he raises his voice a little in surprise.

“oops..” you whisper, staring at your lip combo on his lips.

“i guess we twinning now, baby.”

“please shut up,” he says with a smile. this man really loves you down, and he wouldn’t trade you for the world.

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[215-luv]

when oikawa first sets his eyes on you, he’s convinced that you’re the most beautiful person he’s ever laid his eyes on.

everything about you was magnetic. you’re like a force that’s pulling him towards you—something in which he undoubtly succumbs to.

when oikawa first sets his eyes on you, he was a third year student who failed his last chance at going to nationals. it was a big strain in his volleyball career. it was as if all his hardwork came crashing down all at once.

and yet you came into the picture, and suddenly he couldn’t hear the crashing sounds of his dreams anymore.

strangely, he feels like his dreams were rebuilt once again. it wasn’t for a fact that he continued to pursue the path of his career. but there was an addition to it—as if his dreams were altered. there were more pieces to it.

you. his future. volleyball. and god, you.

it had been over a year since he traveled to brazil for his career. you were left in japan, continuing on with your college life.

it has been over a year until you decided to give him a surprise visit, purchasing a ticket to brazil in secret and contacting his friends who were willing enough to help you with surprising him.

safe to say, he was quite surprised with your arrival. you thought the expression on his face was hilarious, it gave a tingling feeling on your chest—something that only oikawa would make you feel.

but then there was a strange thought lingering at the back of your head. it was strange. because when oikawa smiled, it wasn’t the kind that made his eyes squint. when he laughs, there’s barely any emotion to it. and when you’re talking to him, he’s been avoiding eye contact with you.

most of all, there were times where he would space out. staring at nothing interesting as he disassociates himself from the world.

or from you.

“i’m sorry.”

you stare at him as you feel the nausea creeping through your throat. “what are you talking about?”

oikawa sighs. “i’m talking about our relationship. us. it’s just.. it will lead us nowhere.”

you stand there, eyes finding themselves fixating on the expression on his face. you tremble, feeling numb.

the expression on his face. it makes you tremble.

you’re feeling numb. you don’t know how to feel.

anger? sadness? disappointment?

“i’m sorry.” he sighs, he’s unable to look at you. “i’m sorry.. i.. i’m really sorry..”

it’s quiet. you’re quiet. you simply stand there looking at him not knowing if you are just hearing things or if this is actually reality.

if it is a dream, then is it possible to hear the beating of your heart? to physically feel the pain circulating around your chest, holding back the air from your lungs?

it hurts. you’re telling yourself. it hurts, you don’t want to hear it again.

but then you hear it again. coming from the lips of the man who you thought loved you.

“i’m sorry.” oikawa holds back the tears coming out from his eyes, “please say something. i’m so—“

“stop.” you tell him, the word falls off from your tongue so weakly, as if your voice has been taken away from you.

he looks at you confused. “what?”

“stop saying sorry.” you reply weakly. it was enough for you to realize that both of you are looking at each other dead in the eye, yet one of you has tears forming over theirs.

oikawa toru. why is he about to cry at something he caused? what’s his problem?

“please stop saying sorry.” you tell him.

“i’m sorry.” he replies, “i can’t stop feeling sorry.”

you weakly smile, a contradicting response to the pain he’s inflicting on you. “sorry for what? for yourself?”

“of course not! it’s just, i—“ he takes a deep breath, “i’m so tired. i’m tired. and sorry. i’m tired and i’m sorry. it’s all i’ve been feeling for you, for us. but not for myself. god, why would i even care for myself? how could i? when all this time all i’ve been doing to you is everything a significant other should not do to their partner.”

you stand there silent, speechless, listening to the words spilling out from his lips.

“you’re perfect. like fuck, i don’t even know why did you choose me. t-there’s iwaizumi, who i heard confessed to you in our second year. god, i didn’t know that until he told me how lucky i was after revealing our relationship to the team.” he rambles as a hand comes up to cover his ashamed face. you see him trembling in fear.

“i couldn’t help but compare myself to him. you’re perfect. he’s amazing. and just thinking about it, i realized how good you look together and it frustrates me to think how there could have been better people who could make you happier.”

you are caught off guard. a lot of questions are forming in your mind as you hear him speak. with each word he’s speaking out, you hear his voice weakening.

“toru..” you gently call out to him, finally getting a hold of the reason behind his motive. “is this why you wanted to break up?”

oikawa lets out a sharp exhale, “y-you don’t understand. there are people who can give you the whole world and i could only give you everything i have.”

“toru.” you let out a shaky exhale, “god, toru. what are you even talking about? you’re everything to me! i don’t need the whole damn world for fuck’s sake! i just need you. it’s only you. god, it has always been you. you’re my whole entire world, toru. you—“

before you could even utter out another word. he kisses you, stopping you from rambling. his hand holds the side of your jaw while the other at the nape of your neck.

tears finally crosses through oikawa’s cheeks, then followed by yours.

“i’m sorry, sweetheart.” he tells you as you both separate from the kiss. “i’m sorry. i scared you, didn’t i? i’m sorry.”

you sniffle, letting out a soft chuckle. “you’re an idiot, you know that?”

“i know, baby.” he weakly smiles, thumb caressing your cheek. “i know. i’m sorry.”

“a big ass idiot.” you rephrase, “and yet you’re still perfect to me.”

oikawa toru is the only person who could make you feel this way.

and you are the only person who oikawa would allow himself to crumble infront of.

this is okay. everything will be okay.

[qcomicsy]

I think a thing that people get wrong about Jason's anger is that it's not explosive.

It's cold. Jason isn't the type of person who storms off at every little thing or goes throwing tantrums and setting things on fire blindfully.

He's the type of person who's very practical. He keeps to himself, always. You rarely see issues where Jason's anger is reactive at the moment where the trigger happens to him. If you see his character up close, most of the time when he's triggered his reaction is calm. Even cold.

He gets triggered -> He keeps to himself → He makes a plan → And then he reacts.

Jason's anger being something explosive and out of character and out of place is actually how other people (characters) see it, because they have no idea on how it's playing out on Jason's head.

And that's a thing you can see operating since he was a child.

Where the only exceptions about this effect is either when someone he believes needs his help is involved.

See Nightwing Annual (2021)

But In Batman #411 when Jason learns the fact that Two-Face was responsible for his father's death and Bruce was keeping that from him as a secret his first reaction isn't to blow up on him.

Was to seethe.

Bruce goes up home after dealing with a Two-Face case (in my field we call that poetic irony) and asks Alfred where Jason is, Alfred's answer is that he's been sleeping all day (which is a conclusion that Alfred drew probably after going to check on Jason and seeing him in fact on his bed all day).

But when you see the next panel, even though he is on the bed, He's fully awake and both his expression and his body language shows that he's in fact angry.

This is the first time he appears again in the comics after learning that Two Face killed his dad.

Jason doesn't go towards Bruce immediately to demand an explanation or ask why he did this, or even to throw the truth on his face.

(Which could be debatable that that's something the Dick would usually do, but I'm not that literate on Dick's comics)

His reaction wasn't immediate.

His reaction was to go to his bed and stay quiet. Jason stayed calm and collected the whole trip until meeting Two Face again.

But the moment Jason as Robin has the opportunity to get his hands on Two-Face he does this

From Bruce, and maybe Alfred's perspective it could be interpreted as out of place or him storming off.

But it isn't. Jason was able to keep his cool (even though he shut off), until he was face a face to Two Face.

Does that mean he planned that to happen?

That's debatable, in any moment of this issue it is shown that Jason was actually planning to get to Two Face and do this. I my personal opinion, other and much more plausible explanation is: That he was in fact trying to keep to himself but couldn't hold back the moment that he saw his dad's murder.

You can see the same thing happening as Jason learns that Batman got another Robin in Red Hood: Lost Days.

Talia asks "You all right?" and Jason's first answer is "Sure Why Wouldn't I Be Alright?"

When he's alone he finally has the moment to break down.

(Actually both Red Hood: The lost days and Batman: Under the Red Hood are great case studies on how that usually play out on Jason's head.)

Jason is way more in control of his emotions than people ever give him credit for. The thing is that Jason holds it back until he either blows off or is capable to throw it back in someone's face.

[comicaurora]

i keep seeing things about a physical aurora book, but i haven't seen anything concrete about it. was there something announced, or is it still in the nebulous in development phase? is there anywhere i should look to hear more about it? i just can't wait to hear more in either case, and i'm always looking forward to new pages! the art and the story are so awesome, and the lore of the world is so capturing.

It is open for preorder and hitting shelves at the end of July! Volume 2 (covering arc 1 chapters 12-22) is also in progress, slated hopefully for a few months after that!

[friendofcars]

adam hiding under his father’s car

ronan hiding under his father’s car

both of them, barely through adolescence, struggling to get out from under the long shadows cast by their pasts, or the long shadows cast by their fathers, or a loss of love, or a lack of love to begin with

[slaps-eggs]

i kinda get ovi now.. the feeling of being filled up against your will, so full you can't move, squeezing around it hurts, etc. etc. all the way up to the back of your throat, but you can't vomit them up, they're stretching out your intestines and pushing against the rest of your organs, shifting them out of place... pressing up to your diaphragm, stopping you from taking a full breath, crushing your heart and lungs!! and when they are ready to hatch, the squirming and the crawling as it forces you open. yeah i get it.

[calware]

happy 413 everyone, here's the fic i wrote about hal and what it's like having a body

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64551466

[chickren]

the way that jaime and brienne are created to be unobtainable to each other is so damned delicious

brienne is the embodiment of virtue. so naturally she thinks jaime is an utter reprobate. irredeemable. and if she didn’t already know more of jaime’s crimes than anyone else on earth, he makes sure she knows the ones no one else ever pinned on him, like rossart. but the thing is, he longs to be considered just. he is dying to be thought honorable.

it rarely comes up in his chapters, but everyone else in the universe knows that he could have basically any woman he wanted. the only time you hear him even vaguely imply it is with catelyn, but it’s a known thing. then he encounters brienne. and she sits there, judging him, obviously wishing she had an excuse to kill him herself. she is not playing hard to get, she actually is impossible for him to get. how could this honorless criminal hope to tempt her? she is beyond his reach.

then you have jaime. a legendary beauty. born the heir to a great house, the most powerful house. he is considered the greatest swordsman in the land. and to top it all off, he’s not only a member of the kingsguard but is the lord commander. he’s both what brienne wants to be and what she wants to fuck.

and he immediately confirms for brienne that he thinks what everyone thinks: she’s ugly. she’s a woman in breeches who fights like a knight, which is grounds for more than half the people she meets to disdain her. and the things that might make her an attractive mate to some men are meaningless to jaime—her inheritance is inconsequential to him, he gave away more power than her lesser house would ever possess. he’s completely out of her league.

so what happens when you tell someone that something’s off-limits? when you say: “them? you can never have them.”

[justbuddiethings]

[warlenys]

first s17 prophecy basically abbott crossover gets like 2 million live viewers who enjoy the incredible ep and so then all stay to watch the second of the double episode premiere the gang goes to a dog park they get traumatised watching dennis wank off a dog then spend the next week launching the most severe cancellation campaign on twitter meanwhile we’re celebrating that dennis’ dog wanking practically canonised his bisexuality (frank said “i’m not doing it it’s a dude!” dennis goes “…i’ll do it then” with a bi twinkle in his eye) our focus on the yaoi only turns the cancellers more against us they insist we’re perverts who would throw away any morals for shitty gay representation we insist we’re not we spend the week arguing our corner until the next wednesday ep3 mac and dennis become emts airs in which mac and dennis practice mouth to mouth on each other and it turns to full passionate making out for like 10 seconds they break away and the episode never mentions it again we then start celebrating and everyone on twitter has just had their convictions confirmed they intensify their hate campaign we’re battling them whilst having the best day of our lives they insist we’re getting heavily queerbaited almost brainwashed by in their eyes fake yaoi just so that we’ll adopt the abhorrent politics of the worst show on television our case is not helped by the rest of the season actively avoiding mentioning the macdennis kiss at all but we know it’s real we get macdennis summer and the sunny fandom gets permanently blacklisted in the minds of the woke left forever

[bookishbroadwayandblind]

Has anyone else thought about Jem's reports to the Silent Brothers at the end of his days like "Visit 1,132 to London Institute: William Herondale smashed his finger in the door and needed me specifically to kiss it better." And they're like "Brother Zachariah please"

[tobeseenthrough]

“We’re quite codependent.”

[kirrryash]

Stampede of the Countless Demon Rats

panel remix redraw! this arc is one of my favorites 💔

Other notable rats: