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[mediumgayitalian]

Hiiiiii

Okay so I am absolutely obsessed with your writing .

Every day I check Tumblr to see if you've uploaded anything

When they move in together how do you think they will spilt the chores ?

And do you think their aesthetic would change as they grow older ?

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OH i love this. okay.

when they move in together, how do you think they will split the chores?

they do not.

they are in an interesting situation: nico has never had to do chores in his life. as a kid, he was the son of Literal Hades and an aristocrat, he for sure had people doing that shit for him. in the lotus, they presumably had room service. he may have had to do a few chores at the military school, but a) they weren't there for long and b) as an older sister with a younger brother, bianca was doing that shit for him. she ordered him to make his bed, he did a horrible job, she huffed and did it herself because it's more of a pain in the ass to make your brother do it again than it is to do it yourself. bianca i get you. after that he was homeless, so there was obviously no cleaning there, and then he lived in his father's palace. he has never so much as done a load of laundry except maybe hastily with a public washroom sink and a bar of soap. he barely knows what a mop is.

will, on the other hand, has been in charge of both a cabin and a literal infirmary since he was 13 years old. on top of that, if i am not mistaken (i'm so sorry i still havent read toa and tsats im getting there i swear), he grew up on a farm. his ass knows how chores work, in fact i would bet money that he gets a little obsessive when it comes to cleaning. he is acutely aware of how many germs are on every single surface ever. he cleans and he does it a lot.

this could go really badly, because habit would indicate that will would be doing all of the housework and nico none, which is Bad For Relationships.

however:

nico really likes will.

will is a massive hypocrite who overworks himself. he also is a bit of a control freak.

nico is also very, very observant.

i think, in the beginning of their friendship, even, nico noticed that will, like bianca, would let the onus of cleaning and tidying fall to him because 'no one else does it right', and also, maybe, it's just easier not to fight people about it. i think this would bother him. i think he would, in his inability to, like, be normal, impulsively challenge will to a cleaning contest.

and. like. will is a competitive person, okay. maybe not about things he knows he can't win, but when he knows he's good at something? he is not letting that shit slide. look at how fast he was to dunk on octavian, how prickly he got when nico doubted his ability to outrun the romans. if nico, who will knows damn well has done like four chores in his life, tries to challenge will, mr. antiseptic is my closest friend solace, to a cleaning contest?

he is going to sweep the floor with him.

pun absolutely intended.

from there things kind of spiral. at first it's a dorky ass learning curve, because nico loses every cleaning competition so so badly and quit fucking laughing, solace, you dickead, the windows are not that streaked and also watch me spray you in the goddamn eyes, huh, how do you like that and it's just kind of...fun. for the first time in a long time cleaning up doesn't make will quietly bitter.

plus, as an added bonus, nico helping will clean up makes it less invisible when he does it. now people are starting to notice that, no, the infirmary does not magically clean and organise itself, someone does that. and maybe a few more people pitch in to help. and maybe will realises, and maybe he smiles gratefully at nico when, for the first time in years, he has two entire days off, back to back, in the summer, for the first time in years. and maybe nico thinks he is going to collapse into dust because gods will has a nice smile. not that he cares or notices or anything.

do they need to keep having competitive chores forever?

no.

but does it make both of them kind of shyly pleased and happy to remember how they started? to remember how much their friendship means to them, first and foremost, and not just their relationship?

yes.

(also, by the gods, nico is going to beat will at laundry one day. he is. as soon as he learns to fold without creasing the whole stupid shirt it's over.)

how do you think their aesthetic would change as they get older?

not much tbh.

will is pretty happy in his cargo shorts, which, mood. and nico is very committed to his Prince of Darkness look.

they are gonna have to get used to like...regular weather when they leave camp tho. i think will might begrudgingly have to get used to pants. he hates jeans with a fiery passion and any kind of slacks, but he will accept track pants.

he is also into shirts with horrible horrible puns on them. especially medical puns. he and nico frequently fight over who gets to buy shirts with bone puns on them, because they both find it funny. their closet (lol) is quickly morphing into one monster.

will complains about wearing shoes every single time he has to wear something that isn't flip-flops (again, understandable). he likes buying off-brand white converse and customizing them, though, so those are acceptable.

he refuses to wear boots under literally any circumstances. there could be three feet of snow on the ground and dumbass will be wearing chucks.

while their t-shirt situation is pretty similar, nico literally doesn't wear pants that aren't jeans. sometimes he sleeps in jeans. (not to make will's eye twitch, noooo, of course not, sometimes he just Reasonably Forgets or is Reasonably Too Lazy to get changed)

nico does also, on occasion, wear button ups, sleeves folded to just above the elbow.

will likes these very much.

especially the green one.

the green one is Very Very nice.

as for hair, nico grows his out to shoulder length so he can tie it back. he doesnt keep it much longer than that, because too long and he looks like bianca -- he always looks like her, and he never forgets that, but its important to him to remember her while still being able to think of himself as a separate person. he cuts it when it goes past his shoulders.

wills hair is literally untamable. it grows where it pleases. he hasnt had a haircut since he was six years old and somehow his hair doesnt grow down to his waist. he has no idea how long it actually is. they tried to measure it once but it changed every two minutes. the literal only time it resembles anything close to maintained is when he wears it in two french braid pigtails :) nico likes to buy him elastics with little charms on them. he wears them to suit his mood, he has a whole collection.

[ripleyresonance]

Some Things Never Change

Hello, lovely Moshers. I have Mami brain rot so I figured I would put these thoughts out in the world. I hope you enjoy it.

Rhea x Fem reader!

“7…8..9…and 10” Rhea grunted setting the weights down. 

“That was…great.” You mumbled behind the camera. 

“Hey, thanks for coming along today princess. I don’t really do the whole “social media” thing so it helps that you’re here.” 

“WWE really wants me to post and…blah blah” is what it started to sound like to you as you watched Rhea wipe her sweat with her towel. 

It was insane how even the slightest movement made her look like a Greek goddess. You had always had a crush on her but she had only gotten more gorgeous over time. 

Rhea was your older sister's friend. You were only one grade apart so you basically grew up together. She always was kind to you. All you had to do was say please and she would spend her allowance on you as quickly as she got it. She even beat the shit out of one of the boys in your grade after they pushed you on the playground once.

High school was a different story though. Over the summer you turned sixteen everything changed. Your braces were off and you learned how to dress you had a newfound confidence. And you were determined to use it to be with Rhea. But no matter how much you flirted she would just say “Very cute princess”. 

She was always interested in wrestling. Your sister, Iris, and Rhea would try out moves they saw on the last episode of RAW and Smackdown on each other so it was no surprise when she started taking wrestling more seriously. She started coming around your house less and less until she was gone. She didn't even say goodbye, no note or anything. Iris said she dropped her off with her parents at the airport and she left. 

You were so happy she finally got everything she wanted, but you had to admit it stung a little that that did not include you. 

You finally became content watching her shine from a distance until your sister called you out of the blue. 

“You have to come by the gym tomorrow I have a new client for you to shoot some social media content for.” 

And while you got ready throwing on your most average gym set and no makeup you were applauded when that client was your very own Rhea bloody  Ripley. 

“Is my work life that boring to you… Princess.” She winked at you. 

You grit your teeth at the nickname not knowing whether to blush or slap her. 

“Can you just go throw some heavy things around so I can quench the thirst of your fans?” You said, sounding more annoyed than you meant. Rhea noticed, giving you a soft smile. 

“Hey I know we did not leave off on the best terms but I still-” Rhea said rubbing the back of her neck before your sister approached interjecting.

“You’re almost done muscles, I got to pick up the kid from school.” She said distracted by her phone. 

“...I’ve only done one circuit of my workout, Ris. I got four more to go.” Rhea told Iris. 

They both stared at each other until Iris busted out laughing.

“You're a freak, Ripley.” 

She threw a set of keys at you barely managing to catch them.“Close up after ‘Mami’ is done with her workout.” Iris laughed at the nickname making Rhea flip her off as Iris headed for the door. 

You ran after her grabbing her arm. 

“Hey, you never said it would just be me and her.” You said kind of nervously. 

“Awww still have that schoolgirl crush on her?” Iris said too loudly making you sush her. 

“I do not! She chose her life after all and I wasn't part of it.” You said lowly. 

Iris frowned a bit “This is a good chance for you to talk to her then. Maybe let go of the past?” She said smiling at you before her phone rang. 

“Shit okay im late make sure to lock the back door too!” she said running to the door. Before you could stop her again she was gone and then it was just you…and Rhea. 

You sighed turning back around as Rhea looked like she was moving to the free weights. 

“Thank god she's gone now, it's only the cool kids.” Rhea joked with a smile, obviously trying to lighten the mood. 

You gave a polite smile in reply but kept it professional. “I'm going to record your back while you lift it seems like your fans like that the most.” You said grabbing your phone. 

“Uh yeah sure,” Rhea said slightly defeated. 

You recorded a few more clips of Rhea working out. It was hard to be mad at her when she looked this good working out. You needed to get out of there and take the coldest shower of your life. 

“All the footage looks good so you can pack up and I'll lock up behind you.” You said grabbing your bag and walking past Rhea. 

“Princess wait–” Rhea said grabbing your bag and getting your attention. 

“You know you could drop the nickname, we are not five anymore,” You snapped coldly. 

“Listen I know you're mad at me,” Rhea started.

“Mad? No, I passed mad a long time ago I'm furious Demi.” 

“Uh oh, the legal name.” she nervously laughed as you dropped your bag. 

“Cut the shit, do you want to talk or are you just going to keep trying to joke to make me forget you left without a word?”  You questioned, walking closer to her.

“Listen it was more complicated than that,” Rhea said gritting her teeth. 

“Complicated? No taxes are complicated saying goodbye to me was easy and yet Iris was the one who came home to tell me you were gone. I know I wasn't your best friend but I thought you thought of me better than that.” you said a tear rolling down your cheek

“Of course not I-” Rhea said 

“You what!? What was such a good excuse that you would move continents without even saying a word-”. 

“BECAUSE I LOVED YOU OKAY?” Rhea shouted stepping closer to you. 

You froze knowing she could not have possibly just said those words out loud. 

“I loved you okay…and it hurt too much to say goodbye…” Rhea said gently cupping your face and wiping your tears. 

“You….you loved me.” You were barely able to say above a whisper.

“I never stopped..” Rhea whispered back tilting your chin upward as she moved so her lips grazed yours. 

You gasped before your lips collided. It was soft and sweet. It's like she was apologizing over and over every fiber of her being went into your kiss. You moved your hands to her neck deepening your kiss trying to find any way to ground yourself. You have had dreams like this before and if this was one too you didn't want to wake up. 

The longer the kiss went on it felt like all the words unspoken between you both came spilling out in one rush. The kiss got needier and sloppier until you felt Rhea back you into a workout bench causing you to lay your back against it. 

Rhea leaned over you her lips traveling to your neck making you let out an embarrassing whimper. 

“God, do you know how long I have wanted you?” Rhea questioned her eyes fluttering to meet yours.

“God you were always flirting with me, batting your pretty eyelashes up at me like I was the only thing you wanted,” Rhea grunted moving her knee in between your legs and causing you to gasp. 

“And Ris noticed too. She said she would kill me if I ever even thought about taking you out on a date. So I pushed it down, dated other women.” Rhea said moving her hands underneath your shirt. 

“But I could never get you off my mind princess.” 

She whispered pinching your nipple. You moaned at her touch. Her callous hands massaging your breast her thumb grazing over your nipple over and over. Between that and her knee rubbing against you it was embarrassing the sounds you were letting out. 

“I never left your mind huh?” You caught your breath to ask. 

Rhea stopped looking up at you. 

“Then show me what you were thinking of all this time.” 

Rhea smirked immediately getting on her knees in front of the bench. 

You sat up going to protest until she grabbed your hips pulling you to the edge her mouth dangerously close to your heat.

“Anything for you…princess.” 

You opened your mouth to protest the nickname but a moan came out as you felt Rhea spread your legs exposing your core in your pink leggings. 

“Fuck I barely even touched you and you're soaked. Did seeing me flex turn you that much?.” Rhea mocked, using her thumb to rub over your clit. 

You hissed at the feeling.

“I can be mad at you and still think you are the most stunning woman I have ever seen.” 

Rhea laughed in appreciation at the comment. 

“So sassy even when you need something from me,” Rhea said pressing into your clit harder. 

You whined obviously wanting her to eat you out but she wouldn't fold so easily. 

“Good girls use their words, don't they?” Rhea raised an eyebrow looking up at you. 

“I--fuck you know what I want.” You bit your lip looking down at her. 

“Oh right, you're mad at me you probably want me to just stop rubbing right here–” 

You jumped a little as she pushed her thumb harder against the growing wet spot. 

“Fuck please eat me out, Rhea.” you moaned earning a hum from Rhea as she slowly pulled your leggings down. She made sure to kiss every inch of your thighs leaving light bites in some spots. 

You thought you would go crazy if you didn't get some friction and fast. As you opened your mouth to complain you finally felt her tongue on you. 

It was embarrassing the sounds that started escaping you but at this point, you didn't care. Mad or not at her she knew just the ways to move her tongue to make you forget all of that. 

She started off slow, moving her tongue in a light figure eight right on your clit. The warm sensation only built in your stomach as she started circling one finger around your hole. 

“Think you can take my fingers, sweetheart? “ She managed to mumble between your legs. You excitedly nodded as she slowly pushed one finger into her entrance your hands immediately flying to her hair. 

It was like she knew every spot by the way she curled her fingers up and flicked over your clit so well with her mouth. That warm feeling inside you was getting stronger and stronger. 

“Fuck me harder.” You blurted out catching Rhea by surprise. 

“Harder?” she questioned seeing you nod quickly before laughing. 

“Your wish is my command.” Rhea smiled before thrusting her fingers inside you so deliciously hard. 

Your eyes started to roll back and your legs began to shake. Just as you were slowly rushing to your peak Rhea made you dive as she began sucking on your clit, making you grip her hair and moan in ecstasy as you road out your high. 

Rhea put down your legs letting you rest for a moment while you tried to catch your breath. 

She smiled down at you softly helping you stand. 

“I know somewhere we could go to cool down.” You whispered in her ear.

The warm droplets of water bouncing off the tile echoed through the shower although that light and delicate sound was drowned out by the moans and wet sounds coming from the two of you. 

The sight was truly something sinful as Rhea stood under the water. Her hair glistened as the droplets ran down her toned abs hitting your face. 

You were on your knees with one of Rhea's legs over your shoulder eating her out like your life depended on it. 

Her raspy moans were honestly enough to get you off again but if that didn't it was her words. 

“Fuck you look so pretty on your knees for me princess.” Rhea moaned grabbing your hair in a tight fist.

Your eyes rolled back from that motion as she fucked her face on your tongue. 

“That's it, good girl, let mami fuck that pretty mouth.” She grunted as you hummed against her clit. This must have been the motion that set her off as she bucked her hips three times harder and harder and let out the most gorgeous sound you had ever heard.

You swallowed every drop of cum you could get as Rhea grabbed your neck to pull you up gently to kiss her. 

You both panted with your foreheads resting against each other as you both looked for the right words to say. 

“I meant every word I said,” Rhea whispered. 

“And I am so sorry I never said goodbye no matter how painful it was to me.” Rhea looked into your eyes searching for your emotion.

“Hmmm, I don’t know if I believe you.” You whispered back seeing the hurt in Rhea's eyes. 

“Buttttt” You quickly added. 

“I may have a few ways…and positions you can make it up to me in” You smiled kissing her cheek and turning away from her.

You gasped as she quickly smacked your ass as you walked away. 

“I could do this all day princess.” 

[dandelions-fly-in-summer-skies]

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hii i just wanted to share some of my new year’s resolutions as preparation for 2024😭😭

 learn guitar, read at least (!!!) a book a month, improve my drawing, improve my cooking skills, eat healthy, make the most of term 2, be so alive it aches, be more open and engaged with people and connection, laugh lots, cry hard, be present, be a bit less bitchy to my parents learn to crochet, care less about what other people think, study hard and try to be passionate about what i’m learning, go for walks in the nature, etas lots of strawberry sorbet and ice cream and dance in the rain :)

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~dandy’s 200 celebration!!~

ahhh first of all thank you so much for 200 followers! thats actually insane i love you guys so much <33

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silk chiffon - i give you a list of things that remind me of you!

ribs - i make you a (small) playlist!

waiting room- i make you a moodboard based on your blog or personality!

not strong enough - i write you a letter (mutuals only)

you’re so fucking pretty - i guess what you look like based on ~vibes~! no longer available i got bored lmao

lacy - you ask me to listen to a song and i tell you what i think!

all i wanted - i make you a small drawing of your choice (preferably people i suck at drawing anything else)!

casual - i give you music recs! edit: i think i’ll use this one to recommend smaller artists so would love if anyone asks for this!!!!

american teenager - i give you book/tv show recs!

partner in crime - i design you an outfit using pinterest!

venice bitch - i design you a room using pinterest!

not a lot, just forever - you tell me a problem and i give you advice!

coming of age - i give you an artist, album, and song that reminds me of you!

false god - i shuffle my playlist until i find a song that gives your vibes + give you my fave lyric from it!

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I accidentally deleted this ask im so sorry OTL

thank god i screenshot my asks so I can answer em during work instead of like...actually working lol

But you bring up something I always thought would need to be address between Izuru and Nagito and that's Nagito's resentment towards him. I didn't even think about how Izuru's "luck" would offend Nagito but honestly yeah I can see that because I can also see Nagito just being generally mad and envious towards Izuru's whole existence. Hear me out k, because I do enjoy the aspect of Nagito becoming overwhelmed with Hope fanboyness when he meets Izuru and we see within game (anime aside) that he can very well perceive Izuru's talents and Nagito becomes very intrigued to learn more about him. But I just can't get over how Nagito would...react so badly once he learns the truth of who Izuru was and how he became Izuru Kamukura. Just imagine learning that Hope's Peak was creating their own form of Ultimate Hope and they chose a RESERVE COURSE student over you? It could have been ANYONE. It could have been NAGITO. It would have made so much sense for it be Nagito given how

1. He has no relatives. Hell he doesn't even have friends. You only need his permission alone. And if something goes wrong? It's not like anyone's going to ask questions or care. No one will probably even notice.

2. He's more than willing to do it. He's Hope's Peak no. 1 stan. There would be no hesitation. No cold feet. Nagito would say he was blessed.

3. He's already going to die. He's terminally sick. If anything this surgery could be actually life saving for him. But if some people DO start asking questions well there's your built in alibi. "Nagito Komaeda? Unfortunately he passed due to illness. You see-"

4. His luck would increase the odds of success. This was a completely experimental surgery where so much could go wrong. But if there's something that Nagito's luck guarantees it's his survival one way or another. Wouldn't HP researchers want whatever advantages they can get?

5. He already has luck. The only talent that is virtually impossible to replicate. He'd make a closer "Ultimate Hope" given that he truly would have ALL the talents.

Nagito would make this analysis so fast after hearing the details of the Kamukura project. Then to add insult to injury this "Ultimate Hope" the school created didn't even stay loyal and quickly became one of the first members of Ultimate Despair? Really? Nagito would have done so much better! (is how Nagito would see it)

I can't help but feel that Nagi would view Izuru as a false idol and have very mixed feelings towards him as a result. Post game I believe he'd be a lot more civil towards Izuru given everything that happened in game. But before that? Nah chief, with the way Nagito reacted in chapter 5 after learning the truth I find it hard to believe he WOULDN'T act absolutely vile towards Izuru when he finds out his backstory. Do not underestimate how bitter Nagito can get as we so clearly saw in game what that resulted to. This boi takes shit really personal and I love that about him.

[cozymochi]

DOES TIA Do any school club stuff? Does she have one she admires, likes? Dislikes?

THANKS I LOVE TIA LORE DUMP EXCUSES!! SHE IS OFFICIALLY in the Newspaper Club 😩, but not out of actual interest. It’s just a means to assist in documenting her school life as she’s supposed to do. It’s her credit, I guess. Honestly, they don’t really get into the logistics too much, so I wouldn’t sweat the details here either. I imagine Crowley just shoved her (and Grim) in there.

Though despite being in that club, Grim says he’s in the “Gourmet Club.” But that’s just self-proclaimed only 😩 that club doesn’t actually exist, it’s just an excuse to eat food after classes are done. (Tho im pretty sure this is actually true, I have no basis for this though, just a hunch, but my hunch hasn’t been wrong yet.) I’m sure his “club” has a lot going for it considering the sole member lives with freaking Tia, an already gifted chef. Besides, they count as one student. If Tia is officially in the Newspaper Club, then so is he via technicality.

Since cooking is an art she’d probably be more drawn to the “arts” clubs. It’s hard to say if she admires any though, given I think she can have a one track mind at times. I don’t think she really gives herself the opportunity to be interested in them beyond surface level. Which kinda sucks, cuz she might be missing out on new things to experience or be invested in. She’s not a sports person either, but nearly all her closer friends are in sports clubs, so she’s often present to see tourneys, games, whatever if they have any. Which btw, this is definitely a shift from how she’d be back in her home world, cuz if her friends there ever invited her to anything or ask her to do something like that she’d’ve just shirked it in favor of focusing on her long term goal (as per her Tiana allusions, cough cough. And now she may never see those friends again :’3). She still kinda tries to shirk going to these things because… habits, y’know. I’m not entirely sure she has any opinion on sports clubs themselves, again, that one track mind can sorta. Y’know.

The only club Tia would actually want to hypothetically be in is a Cooking Club because god forbid she stray from the path she set up for herself. Though, I am not sure if one is confirmed to actually exist at the school. The Master Chef/Culinary Crucible special class DOES though, so I don’t know. I DREW THAT! …If Tia wasn’t so serious sometimes, I don’t think she would be totally opposed to just joining in on the “Gourmet Club” thing. She loves food too.

Total aside, I like to imagine that the Newspaper Club is sparsely populated with a few guys (probably 3) who just don’t even talk to each other lol. They all do different things without exactly collaborating because it’s NRC. No one reads the newspaper anyway!! Internet exists, as everyone points out. Club time for Tia is sitting in a classroom and perusing her ghost camera photos and organizing things. Or just… think. Worst case scenario she and Grim are completely alone in that “club” and it was a dead club that only got resurrected cuz it was convenient for the bird man and happened to line up with Tia’s documenting school life thing. Honestly that feels real. She’d rather be doing anything else though. It’s not like clubs were a school requirement back home unless you wanted to look more rounded on some applications. Clubs weren’t exactly on her radar either, it was saving money to get into her own school of her dreams. So dividing time for a club and hanging with people was mostly off the table.

I think Tia is still trying to figure herself out though. A lot of her identity so far is still solely based around her long term career goal and hardly considers much of anything else if it doesn’t tie into that somehow. The whole “being transported to another world” thing is just an obstacle on the path right now. Omg I wonder if she’ll be forced to go through life changing stuff, learn lessons, and go with the flow on top of being forced to confront any internal demons that up until now she’s been burying from watching other guys completely collapse from doing so, plus… other typical things of the genre!!! 🫣🫣

…it’s an in-joke that I think she low key enjoys the picture taking. The cast is very pretty.

[rrinsluvr]

february! ten— miss cupid!

it all started in eight grade, when thoma had asked you to help him with a love letter.

he wanted it to be unique and more appealing! therefore, he asked for your help since you we’re very artsy at the time and he wanted advice on how to give it.

you being in love with him and all, blindly agreed and got your heart broken the same day.

it was a success! thoma had given the letter, per your advice, and there started thoma and ayaka’s love story which ended very well

slowly people started approaching you for ‘love advice’ and guess what? it all worked out

you enjoyed playing matchmaker very much, the satisfaction in watching young love blossom was just— amazing

it was a year after that, when you started charging people for all the hard work you’ve done. after all the effort you put in it, why wouldn’t you? it was the same year you had earned the name “cupid” and the same year you met him.

tenth grade and your reputation as cupid grew even more, everyone knew you were cupid yet it was somewhat taboo to say “yn is cupid!” out loud. so your line of work was somewhat secretive and you felt like you worked at the black market because of it.

slowly, your work started piling up so much that it was overwhelming. playing cupid felt like a chore

that was when you took a break from cupid, three months to be precise. you couldn’t handle not playing matchmaker anymore, yes you were that used to it

it was also when ayaka told you to open a twitter page, to organize your priorities more. and it worked! you had learned to balance school and matchmaking once more. you had also learned that your brother made a new friend and that friend’s brother was going to play a very big role in your life sooner or later.

the year after that was the least eventful of all, everything seemed so mundane and repetitive. it was at the end of that year when you decided that cupid would finally retire

yet in contrast to the year before, your last year in high school was the most interesting one you’ve had or maybe it’s just because instead of playing cupid, your arrow had hit you instead

I told you my days as ‘cupid’ are over

please just one time! im desperate

you groaned in response, picking up your books to move elsewhere

wait!

he yelled, grabbing your wrist in the process

shhh! we’re at a library!

you whisper-shouted while pulling your wrist from his grip

just one last time!

look childe, tartaglia or whatever your name is, the twitter page is closed, cupid is tired, cupid isn’t making any more money so quit it

i’ll pay you double!

..what??

how much do you charge anyways? i’ll pay you double—triple even!!

I— i do this for my own amusement, money is just a bonus for all the effort i put in

AYAKA, ayaka’s the one i wanna confess to

god, ayaka’s my friend why do you think i would help you get with her??

doesn’t your “cupid’s rules and regulations” thingy say ‘whoever it is whatever the situation i’ll help you as long as you pay’?

do you not get it when i said I don’t wanna play cupid anymore?

you were about to leave when he suddenly got on his knees and started begging and clung on your leg

to say you were embarrassed was an understatement— THIS WOULD SURELY RUIN YOU AND YOUR CHANCES OF NOT GETTING DETENTION IN YOUR WHOLE ACADEMIC LIFE

because the way it looks to other people makes it seem like you’re making him beg on his knees and make him look miserable

ALRIGHT, alright please just get we up before we get kicked out of the library!!

yes yes!! thank you so much i swear— i’ll do whatever you say!!!

woah woah, dictating what you do isn’t part of my job im simply guiding you in the right direction and giving you advice. so stop making it seem like im making you my servant

understood!

now, if you get rejected then that’s that, it isn’t my problem anymore and you just have to move on

i got ittt, so when do we start?

just meet me at the cafe behind school tomorrow

and that’s where this messy romance, starts to blossom

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legitimately wrote this a month ago💀

amd omg yas finally a backstory⁉️

y’all probably know why childe did this already

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[nicosraf]

hi i have a bit of a personal ask, feel free to ignore. i developed a theology hyperfixation this year. it started with just being into the imagery and then specifically angels and then i read your book which made me start reading the bible (as well as start learning about other religions). im personally not religious, i was even raised christian but it never stuck to me, as soon as i was away from my christian school it felt right and free. i never doubted how i felt. but now that im engaging with all these religious texts and keep hearing how if i dont believe in this god or that god then im going to suffer for eternity it... has made me feel very anxious haha. i dont believe these gods exist but ive been having "what if what if what if what if" stuck in my brain and its making going about my usual life difficult. (i have ocd which doesnt help). anyway... you seem knowledgable and full of wisdom im just wondering if you happen to have advice for my situation. maybe the answer is just to stop indulging this interest but i do genuinely find it interesting lol. thanks so much for your time!

Hello! I think it's difficult to answer this without getting personal myself but I want to answer because I really get it! I go through some phases of obsessive-compulsive (+ I can really struggle with reality sometimes), and religion is a huge one for me. When I got into theology, I think I was partly motivated by the idea that if i delved deep enough, I would find something that would make me stop feeling bound by what the Bible says. As in, I would find something that would make me go, "Ah! It's all fake!" or "Ah! This god is so evil that I'm better off burning in hell!"

Well, I did do my deep dive, and it didn't really turn out that way. The canon Bible is interestingly nuanced and so is theology. So here is what helped me not feel terrified of the "What if" :

Frame theology in a way that brings you comfort, instead of just taking its warnings at face value. Interpret liberally. If it is real, then you will be okay. The Bible is pretty wishy washy about the suffering of non-believers and god is supposed to be forgiving/understanding. Maybe he'll get it. Maybe he likes you. If it's not real, then you'll be fine; you were for a long time, after all. If it is real, you'll be fine too.

On the point above — if hell scares you, then read about hell. Most theologians can't agree on it at all! When I read the theory that hell might be empty, it brought me comfort.

Read on other religions. I can't emphasize this one enough!!! Expand your horizons. Read about every religion in the world, especially smaller and indigenous ones. Read about how Abrahamic religions have split off and what motivated the splits. I think remembering the human role in what eventually gets to the final doctrines really helps. The Christian elite would want you to get the most fear-mongering version of the text; they don't want to lose you!

You can definitely take a break. My therapist recommended me to stop indulging, but that's easier said than done. And it might be the healthiest option, but I wanted to provide this advice in case you think it might help... I'm not full of wisdom!!! I make nothing but mistakes and I am still learning... but I hope I can reassure you that you're not alone! We struggle together

[fandxmslxt69]

👉🏽👈🏽 might I request double info bc that list is 🔥🔥🔥

✨️matt x muslim!reader

✨️Zaina & Elias

OFC YOU CAN REQUEST DOUBLE I LOVE YOU

um pls imagine me giggling in my bed and kicking my feet in the air bc i love talking

OKAY <3

✨️matt x muslim!reader:

a) im a slut for matt murdock b) i SAID we need more diverse x reader so it is also my job to add more to the world.

anyway. SNIPPET <3

love confession but its more of Matt being stupid one night (bad patrol night, she's patching him up, OBVIOUSLY WHAT ELSE.) and he goes, bc he's angsty and has been holding in his feelings to avoid making things uncomfortable: "we're already basically dating so we should just get married. for the laughs" "i'm NOT marrying you for the laughs" we're dating????? "okay then marry me for real" "what" "marry me for real" "did you ask if I liked you like that? "im smart. i figured it out" "oh so we're assuming" "Do you like me?" "....yeah." "great, then let's get married" "i'm not getting married in a church. Just so you know" "I'm sure we can figure something out" ".....i'll still dress very modestly around the house. so you can't see anything," "honey i'm blind," (dah dum dish)

✨️Zaina & Elias

AH. MY BABIES !!!!!!!! AH!!! sorry im rambling a lot but i dont have a single coherent thought in my head :/ anyway SO

Zaina and Elias <3 um actually they're like the THIRD pair in a little Series i'm working on ("working on"). I, once again, do not have the full details planned bc its so far away BUT. it's the third book of a series im writing yeah yeah (first is Nawra & dante god bless them.) um so in general as a whole the series is abt 3 sisters yknow falling in love. romance. silliness. bc i like romance. um it kind of started bc i was getting so sick and tired of the lack of Arab rep in the romance genre after smth happened with an ex-fav author of mine and so I was like YOU. KNOW. WHAT. i'll do it myself >:(

and so this series was born. Zaina is the youngest of the three sisters (oldest is Nawra, middle is Farah) and it's a like....friends to lovers university romance...? she's a law student and he's in business but he's not a native english speaker (he's...french.) so she's helping him with that bc actually they get along really well (maybe they're rooming together idk)and yknow things go from "oh i love my friend <3" to "oh i love ." there's lots of silliness and its very centred around trying to learn to balance personal life with school life and the stress of it all but also how fun school years can actually be and how to learn to enjoy them too !!! andddd yeah.

im keeping this SO short....im missing a lot of plot points but yeah friends to lovers uni romance <3

ITS VERY FUN . i havent done anything other than pinterest boards and bullet point summaries for them cuz im 12k words into the first book so im going through

THANKS FOR ASKING CUTIE why do i always talk so much during these...........

I LOVE YOU <33 thank you for letting me ramble on abt them <3

[gay-kurapika]

God I just had the most infuriating dream of all time and I honestly think it was incredibly indicative of how I feel other people have treated me in regards to my sexual trauma and ptsd that resulted from it. The ptsd that literally didn't get diagnosed until this fucking year despite the events happening 10 years ago because I literally couldn't talk about what happened unless I was drunk because I kept repressing it, pretending it didn't happen the way I remember it happening, or finding ways to think of it as my own fault, despite the fact that there is no logical way this was my fault.

In the dream, I was in college, in a creative writing class. Instead of being where I was at emotionally in college, denial, I was where im at now, out of denial but still uncomfortable talking about what happened. And in this class there was this rich boy whose family had sway with the school, so for some reason he got to plan the lesson on the first day and subsequently the first project, which involved writing a story based on your emotional reaction after playing a "game" in which you relived something painful (like you could physically see the memory replaying) in front of the class, so everyone else saw it too. What played for him was like him feeling rejected by his parents for not being artsy instead of a business major. What played for me was really obvious. And the class was like lauding him as a tortured genius, the teacher was sucking up to him, and I was fucking pissed because I had just had to relive my sexual trauma for a fucking school project and yet my story wasn't good enough, wasn't acknowledged, wasn't moving enough? Was too "unclear"? Because it wasn't obvious and artistic, it just fucking sucked? Like I'm so sorry my trauma wasn't interesting enough for you! So in the dream I got into this huge argument with him about the "game" and how he was a misogynist. I didn't hold back, I said everything I hated about him. And when I turned in my writing project, I learned all of our projects were being submitted into some kind of national contest, and mine won. The kicker was that in the dream, he was pissed about not winning. He was supposed to win, entitled to the win by the school for being rich and making up the project. So the teacher said before the paper was published i had to include a reference to this boy that basically thanked him and made him seem really great. Not as a forward, which I suggested, but within the actual body of the text that was literally about my own emotions regarding my trauma. I was supposed to make him the hero of that somehow. Of course because this is a dream he was slowly morphing into the person who sexually assaulted me in the first place, so this was them asking me to write the man who assaulted me into the hero of my own story. I woke up while I was arguing with the dean about this in a room that had his father, the dean, him, and the male teacher, and when I was pointing out that I couldn't thank him in the body of the text without the story no longer being about my trauma I heard his dad scoff behind me about the word "trauma" and I woke up because I was literally so pissed off I couldn't stay asleep. But like, this is a bizarrely accurate way of how I feel people have treated my trauma since I've begun to acknowledge it. It fucked up my fucking life, but no one takes it seriously. My therapist wasn't even letting me talk about it, she was teaching me techniques to not think about it, which is what I've done for the last 10 fucking years, and I don't want to shut up about it anymore!!! And when I told my mom I couldn't tell her the full truth about who did it because I knew she wouldn't believe me or take it seriously, despite the fact that I was so messed up from this mentally that it took 7 years before I slept with anyone ever again because I had a fear reaction to anything more than a peck on the lips, and still fucking do. How is that not real enough? It had real fucking consequences! God I hate dreams how the fuck am I supposed to get back to sleep now I'm fucking pissed.

[homenecromancer]

thank god i have almost all of next week off, work is killin me right now lmao

im fine it’s just. i look at work as a combination of two things:

1. i get paid to practice socializing with people, and when i am not actively doing that i generally have time to read or write

2. i am continually running my Act Normal routine, and that shit takes way more energy than i really want to pour into it day after day

...so right now im very low on ability to socialize outside of work, which even extends to like. replying to messages in online games lol

overall im doing okay, counting the days until next month starts... not lookin forward to the dental implant installation, still a little stunned that I Am Getting A Hysterectomy

i still need to like... let my work know that im not gonna be able to lift anything for some time after my hysterectomy, but that is an email i can write next week lmao. being more-or-less stealth at work def makes it more complicated, but fuck em, all they and my coworkers need to know is “i had abdominal surgery and can’t lift anything, can you please lug this [item] for me” :|

also while im postin i guess, i have been experiencing doubt about the whole hysterectomy thing, and it’s really weird bc like. i’ll catch myself thinking “i could learn to be a dad” and then i have to remind myself “you have never, ever in your life wanted to carry a child yourself, and you don’t have to do that to be a dad anyway”... also while my uhhhh gynecological cancer risk is only a little bit above normal, it’s still like... i worry that bc i don’t have a period, “hey has your menstrual cycle changed” is not an alarm signal i can respond to, so if i did have a cancer pop up, fuck knows how it would be detected...

idk. i worry. its my thing.

at this time im not rly interested in external bottom surgery, so im also faced with the breathtaking thought that holy shit. this is all the transition surgery i’ve been  considering. damn. wow. in a little less than two months it’ll just be... done.

transition for me has been a journey and not a destination, and this whole process of setting up the hysterectomy has had me feeling like, to simplify, there are two rooms next to each other: Man and Woman. and i have been walking down the hall that separates the latter from the former, and now i’m standing in the doorway, looking back at where i used to be. like all those past versions of me are still standing around in the Woman room, even if they don’t realize that they are* -- and i wish i could say to them “you aren’t stuck here; you can leave; i am leaving”. kind of a wistful, melancholy goodbye to the people i used to be. and then opening the door, and i know i said “rooms” earlier, but in this metaphor it’s like a dream where you realize something as though it were always true -- and i open the door and find myself not in another room, but outside. i can go anywhere i want.

* true life, it took me well into high school to realize that other people were actively perceiving me as A Girl; i didn’t really perceive my own gender at all lmao

[freeworldallahexecutivembaclass]

Sunday is always the best day of the week to check your watch , schedule , and calendar for the rest of the year while fixing your cufflinks in the back of my limousine as we cruise through the streets of Gotham New York City and I say thank you Mr . Nasir Jones and 50 Cent and then French Montana for providing me with a world class education , I got Joyce Meyer , Joel Osteen and Victoria Osteen on my book list and I am a world class political scientist economist and social scientist now a business student getting an IVY League education I own my own library and my own hospital with an even more brighter future ahead of me , thank you Prince Harry is a bother and a friend of mines I'm a King status now and I'm in the hospitality business after taking over the streets with my politics with Mayor Bill De Blasio and Former Governor Andrew Cuomo and patrolling the New York City streets as Gotham Batman Bruce Wayne and Savior of his people as Superman Clark Kent in front of City Hall to the streets and now I'm going for Madison and Park Avenue I'm in the hospitality business so it is all about how treat people first their is my list of accomplishments showing that I care now I'm going to commit to getting my education in big business in my city and hopefully get into other cities and countries in the world Im going international but first I commit to my education my library is my school my class and you should treat as such go there and get your mind right I'm civilized so my establishment are civilized I expect and give great great service because I believe in and love people they make life exciting all walks of people I love em they make me feel good , enjoy your sunday all these are in my plans now for the near future I plan to serve donut dough mixed drinks with reeases smores crushed crumbed cake thick mix with oatmeal milk with lid as a drink though and line of Im loyal to the Queen 👑 Hotels just dreaming out loud I'm young and confident and had a great career in like the political science and sociology fields that I made a star of myself and now I want go into business and I know it is hard work and it is easier said than done I'm just excited about it on this Sunday and I wanted share this with you and the direction I'm going in the future and with my future I'm commiting to a business education my business education set in play by Governor Andrew Cuomo he believed in me and help to redeem my character and self in the face and in front of the people thank you thank you so much he made a program of me helping to rebuild New York City in the science of legislature in law passing laws getting stuff done for the people , politics and what's goes on in this city thank you I'm honored and hope you have a great Sunday and afternoon .

You ever feel you tripped and fell into the wrong kind of people and their practices of evilness I wish I could talk to myself more than people that hate me I wish I was you I got voodoo a curse on me and a very demonic person or set of people is the voice in my head 24 / 7 Joyce Meyer speak on that in Battlefield of the mind the hood may need to return to God and really find out what being Christian , Muslim or 5 Percenter really mean it's the hood so it is aight not to do your part as a good person it just a theory until you put righteousness into theory until then you are undeveloped and evil and that make what you so called hate . Quick announcement Nicki took me on as a son of hers and I accept we don't look alike but she took me on and I said yeah she don't need anything from me but I'm learning the business and plan to open shops and hotels called I'm loyal to the Queen hotel with her and Cardi B and other stuff in business it is just a dream of mines you are going to love it when I finish learning it I will post it , it is going to be my plans and ideas and seeing who got the best pitch to them like I said they good it just something I want to learn and get it done and name it after my first women I'm going to go as far as I could in learning it and then drawing it and showing the world and hopefully she don't say no , wish me luck my behaviors is changing as far as doing things in an appropriate manner and sorry about the drama I may have caused anyone but everything is fixed and everybody is doing okay so let's enjoy the future together as New Yorkers and prosperity . Those ladies are free to live stress free over me they got their freedom from me they are free to go and is free to live their lives they are safe I will make it to the other side of financial success they ain't gotta worry about me and if they like me they will take my plans on , I'm a huge smash and success in the economy , politics and social science but I moved on and leave that to the professionals while I go enjoy my life and individuality , thank you it has been a blessing and great for me to help New York City and other places in the world and I wish the best for all communities in the world .

[theropoda]

something to be said about the special kind of fucked up that is when the harm comes from inside. when i was younger i agonized so much over why i was so Damaged even though i had no trauma or a bad childhood but i think that's cause my understanding of such, was limited entirely to "an outside force harming me" and nothing else. like an accident, like poverty or war, like abusive parents, or being harmed psychically or mentally by someone else. did not at all account for "being harmed from the inside". my parents tried their best, we had the privilege of being able to visit several doctors, i don't remember any traumatic environmental experiences (like a near death accident or disaster or what have you) my body and brain just failed me so badddd and there was just nothing to be done about it. except a few therapies that either didn't do much or were avoided because they were too, uh... "did not take into account the fact that a child is a small person with agency and feelings and not some animal to be manhandled"-y (thank god for my parents for recognizing that) wasn't deprived of any basic human right other than i suppose, "not being fucked up in ways you couldn't think of". But that's disability for you!!! ;!!!!!!!!!! I wish i could have recognized sooner i was just a disabled child and the gradual, straws-on-a-camel's-back build up of trauma it brings. maybe then i wouldnta spent so many years secretly wishing i had abusive parents cause it meant i had a good reason to be Fucked in the Head

just. one of the earliest examples of something that seems to be a common theme or running gag in my life which is feeling left out all the time other people sharing something i don't have. and every time, every single time, it's not like people do it out of malice! no one is singling me out on purpose i just feel so alone and alien in these experiences. it's not anybody's fault that they simply have not experienced the highly specific circumstances that have defined my life and my brain. but it just feels awful to not have anyone to really spill my heart out to about these things and hear their response, "god i know the feeling. i know it exactly. i know what you are going through i understand the specific hell that it is." it's usually just "im so sorry". again, nobody's fault! but it just sucks so bad.

and it repeats itself everywhere i go. and when i think about it, every single different time in which i feel singled out and alone from everyone else can probably be routed back to the original event: growing up disabled as a kid. in a way that cut me off from so many fucking normal experiences people usually have. im not missing out on anything that i need to survive, thankfully. got my basic animal needs met, like food and a roof over my head. but im missing out on things that make me human. lots of school and education stuff especially.

i am not just surviving, i do not live off scraps, but im not thriving either. i feel like a pet who gets nice beds and good food and regular vet checkups, a good sized cage and everything but no enrichment. i don't need enrichment to live but ill go fucking insane without it. is there such a thing as trauma from fucking monotony, from no enrichment? stuck in the same place, same thing same people every day? it's a good place here. i am not in danger or anything. i just think im being torn apart by the absolute nothing. if i wasn't disabled id be doing so much more, doing everything i can, to have experiences, try new things, learn new things get a job do something anything. i can't though! Lol. Everyday is exactly the same.

aren't i just a fucking parrot?

im not a bug expert by any means but what i have gleamed from following Bug Blogs (Blessed May They Be) is that their needs are specific, but basic, simultaneously. like ig for isopods is food, water. shelter. protection from disease and death. the right temp, humidity. life is good.

but a parrot? n.... no...? good food, water, shelter, a good sized cage, protection from disease. that is good. but if that's all it has, a parrot will, from my understanding, tear itself asunder. literally. i have heard feather plucking can result from sheer lack of enrichment, boredom, monotony.

i feel like that. parrot that kills itself because no touys [kramer voice] it's like a gilded cage inhere if you read this far im so sorry i promise im fine sometimes it just dawns on you. sometimes i see something and i am just reminded of uh (points to above novel length text) all of this. Wait i just realized i already have trichotillomania so i really am feather plucking in a way wait . hey guys what was th

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[ittybittytoasty]

happy new years everyone!! :3

im gonna ramble for a bit because i'm feeling a bit sappy reflecting on this year, so feel free to skip if you'd like!

while this year had a good amount of ups and downs, i can confidently say it was one of the best years of my fucking life. i got to start it out by moving in with the love and light of my life, my partner Jas. being able to get out of my small town and away from my less than great family was absolutely incredible. while i struggled a bit with guilt and had to start learning to cope with all the trauma i had built up, i wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. because for one of the first times in my life, i wasn't alone. after all these years of depression and heart ache and grief, i finally got to feel the sunshine again. i feel more connected to who i am as a person than i have since middle school. this year i finally got to get my childish whimsy back, and i cannot tell you how much joy it's brought me. i got to make banana bread with my boyfriend and slow dance while it baked. i got to write poetry and drink hot tea. i reconnected with my love and passion for my little pony, something i had long abandoned trying to be an 'adult,' i went on vacation for the first time in years, and got to see the ocean. and just a few weeks ago i got to go to an aquarium for the first time.

i still have my bad days, and my rough moments, i still feel stressed and anxious, but oh my god i'm so happy.

thank you so much to my partner, for being there with me through it all. there is so much i could write to you (and I will) but i love you so so much and i couldn't have done this with out you.

thank you to ally, for being such a kind friend. i am so thankful that we became closer this year, i value our friendship more than i could put into words. i love talking to you and i cant wait to do it more this year.

thank you to sara for keeping it silly, i love talking to you about everything creative. im so proud of you.

thank you to everyone who has reblogged my posts and left sweet comments, some days life is hard and it really helps being able to connect with strangers. i read every tag and comment and appreciate them all.

thank you to all of my friends who helped me get through, i love you all.

and thank you to everyone i forgor (i sorry :( )

i wish you all happiness and healing in 2024, we did it! and we can do it again, i believe in you.

yours truly,

Toasty Valentine

[serene-sun]

Ok so my decision that won’t effect y’all is that I’ve come to terms that I need a break from music. Not entirely, but I feel like I’m not going anywhere vocally, I’m staying on the same level, I’m not getting better nor worse. And I’m tired of all of the cons that come with being in charge of it. Not that it’s too much to handle, it’s that I already have two other things I take really seriously and I’m not going to do something if I’ll just half ass it. If I do something than I’m committing and I’m going to make it 100% perfect. Yeah sure I worked hard to make this band, but it’s not like everything we’ve done will go away. Besides, we don’t exactly have “fans”. I mean yes, we do, but the people who come to the shows are just there to jam out bc it’s something you can bang your head too, but nobody is going because they’re a die hard fan who would have a poster of us in their room. And it sucks bc that’s what I wanted when I started it bc I had that dream of 80’s rock band that does dumb shit, I think the only thing we accomplished was doing dumb shit and letting creativity flow. I don’t think that it’s necessarily a bad thing that I’m ending it? We all kinda want to go our own ways and sprout, bc it was me who wrote all the songs so what was really the point? I don’t want to restrict anyone from letting their own flow, flow into someone else’s flow and starting a new flow, so I’m going my own flow. I have allot of reasons for this, but it feels the best option. Besides, bands you start in the high school band room…don’t ever last that long. I can already sense that we want to part ways, since everyone is kinda moving out (thank the gods that the apartment is in my name holy mother I’m not moving again in this state of economy). I’ve also already been invited to join another band on guitar so I think that it’s best for everyone to take a step further. I do feel bad, bc I don’t want it to make it seem like I’m throwing them under the bus and ditching them. But I need to take a break from writing, experimenting, and management because I’m really trying to go all out in school/work. Im done with community college so now I’m going to the “grown up school”. Im already and intern at my dream job thanks to my grades and profile, I’m glad they looked over the 1 misdemeanor in my resume 😅 IVE BEEN A GOOD BOY. Anyways, and im so fucking pissed I ended the year with 2 B’s, even if they were high. I have to be perfect no matter what, I don’t care if “oh your perfect the way you are” this and “don’t be hard on yourself” that. If you don’t give yourself a constant conflict or challenge, than how will you get stronger? If you want to pass a goal, you have to know how to! But I’m really excited for school to start again bc I think I’m the only one who actually enjoys learning now a days. And the further and better I do in college is the faster I climb up the ranks at work, I’m so close to getting my spot. I still have allot of time left tho, 9 years until I get my doctorate so ugh I’m impatient af. But either way, I’m just excited that we all get to do something with our life’s now. It’s something new, and I’ll be with new people. These guys travel in a charter bus…how did I get here?

Anyways, that’s todays ramble…and it’s just 7:40am

[perenlop]

hello! same anon that was asking moonscape about pmmm stuff. i've been looking through your pmmm-related posts a bit after i saw your reply and i love the way you talk about the characters and really seem to understand them! do you maybe have some more headcanons or general thoughts you'd want to share? i can never get enough of hearing fan's cool thoughts about the show

AHHH thank you!! im really flattered omg i'll put some general thoughts and rambles under the cut so my mutual who hasnt seen it yet wont see

-i know you said you saw my reply already but just gonna repeat it so its on my blog: homura was a foster child who lost her parents when she was young, and because of her heart condition she was passed around to several different (usually christian) families that usually didn't care much for her, only about the check. this led to her initial meek and self deprecating personality. the reason she latched onto madoka is because she's the first person to ever show her true kindness. when she changes her hair style, she cuts off from her current foster family entirely and lives on her own (and may have stolen the foster checks and other cash to do so)

-on top of that she struggles with her feelings with madoka and feeling like she's cruel and selfish for loving her because of her christian upbringing and going to catholic school. families likely didn't take well to her being gay

-hitomi is a closeted lesbian

-kyosuke gives me egg vibes so.

-im basic i like madohomu best but like polyam holy quintet is so real also

-people who say madohomu is one sided are so wrong. how do u explain any of madoka's actions towards homura when walpurgisnacht happens

-some of my favorite moments in the show relate to homura stuff bc GOD all of her scenes are just. enhanced by the plot twist

-wait ive mentioned this but people who think homura doesn't care about the other girls are so??? literally yes she does care about them, she loves madoka the most of course but she cares about sayaka's life when she goes to retrieve her soul gem and her telling sayaka she'll kill her to spare madoka the pain is clearly just her doing the worst thing she can to force sayaka to act. she's kinda distant from everything she's done at this point and is willing to act cruel to get what she wants.

-i kinda love that canonically mami is the strongest magical girl. mami is underrated tbh, i know she's a main character but her spinoff manga was SO good and she's such a tragic character in her own right. she's a deeply lonely person and even if i didn't care for magia record season 1, i really like the approach they went with her character there, where in this universe she's the one who convinced madoka and sayaka to contract, and when she learns the truth, she becomes ridden with guilt and joins the magias to save them because she feels responsible for their fates now. it's such a good place to take her character (and im kinda sad they eventually go "oh no it was brainwashing nvm")

-i absolutely adore this show's brand of horror. the entire thing is just Off in a lot of ways but it's in ways you struggle to place, and the whole thing is thanks to shaft's editing. there's a youtube vid i watched where like the tilting shots up to where the girls look down on the "camera" or random close ups on objects with quiet sounds adds to the feeling that something is wrong even when the show hasn't taken it's dark turn yet. i think focusing a lot of the actual horror elements on the terror of everyone's situation and gradually revealing how much worse everything is is so perfect, it's all paced perfectly to be as hard hitting as possible. and the actual violent moments are done well, none of them are really THAT bad but they're blunt and shocking enough to hit where it hurts. idk if im describing it right but augh its so good

-on that topic the theory that pmmm is framed as a stage show is also so good. i gotta find the post i reblogged about that bc man it adds to the show