#this is sort of a mishmash

[marclef]

Why does Fake Peppino purr?,like purr like a cat?

a fun question! Fake Peppino's "purrs" are very unique, being that he's full of air means that he's able to make lots of different sounds by shifting his body! these noises and movements can mean all sorts of things, a "purr" is generally happy though. really, he just likes making strange sounds, why wouldn't you when you're a big blob filled with air?

made by rumbling his body and slowly letting out air, his purrs can sound like anything from a frog's croak, to a running engine, to a crocodile's growl! you can generally tell it's a happy noise though based on what he's doing, whether it be playing with friends, being in a comfortable spot, or resting after a delicious meal.

long story short: a purring Fake is a happy Fake! ✨✨

[1nk-ling]

More tmnt au antics

What do you think the Kraang were engineering those little mutant children for? And how much further did they get with this one than the original experiments?

Boi got sick from swimming in the Hudson at night in October.

I was thinking about "Runaround Sue" while drawing this so that's what I imagine they're dancing to, though it could be anything.

I feel Leo has a broad music taste.

Little artist Raph.

I honestly love 2012 Raphael's understated artistic genious so much I wanted to keep it. Quite frankly I think this Raph is the most copy-pasted of any of these guys because of how much I love 2012 Raph.

[dustykneed]

ancient chinese court au. spock is still vulcan (how? idk. you tell me loll)

they are a period drama in my heart 😔🩵💙💛

[irradiatedsnakes]

michael "mike" bakker, a biology student whose made the ill-fated decision to do his thesis on whatever the fuck is going on with the wildlife in dialtown, a subject that is interested exclusively to him and not to any publications or grant-holders. but SOMEONE's got to look at what's going on with the mutant raccoons, surely. probably

he starts out incredibly curious about gingi as a biological mystery, quickly turning to abject rage as any single element of gingi’s makeup makes exactly 0 scientific sense. he assumes that it must be a deliberate hoax, refusing to entertain its very existence as an actual creechur. eventually learns to accept that not everything will fit neatly into the framework by which he views the world.

also, he has an entire taxidermy pigeon for a head

[pastelwoolfie]

look i cooked its the only woman ever

god i fucking love her

[m0e-ru]

tohruest adachiest manager's choice experience as compiled by the tumblr branch moel gas station 2023

helloooo my dearest okyakusan my most wonderful customers whether you have a membership card or just passing by. Here is the manager's choice of how to have the most tohru adachi experience ever 📣📣📣

this post will have a breakdown of the whole diagram with highlights, and my own opinions of each medium stated. Otherwise, here's a summary as a list!!

YES!!

Persona 4 (PS2 2008)

Standalone Drama CD Vol. 3 (scattered cameos)

Manga Adaptation (Sogabe)

adachi jumpscare table

Vol. 10; Chapter 54

Vol. 12

Arena Ultimax; Episode Adachi

Arena Ultimax Manga Adaptation (Rokuro Saito special mention!??)

this is a bit cool too

The Golden Animation

Blu-ray/DVD Vol. 2; Bonus Drama CD: A Sense of Gratitude

Blu-ray/DVD Vol. 4; Bonus Drama CD: Boo ~ I bear a grudge on you ~

The Animation

Standalone Drama CD Vol. 2: You'll understand when you get older

The Golden (PS VITA 2013) (Social Link, new events, etc.)

um

The Golden Animation

Episode 6: See? I told you Yu.

Episode 7: It’s cliché, so what?

Unaired Bonus Episode “Another End Episode”: Thank you Mr. Accomplice

other opinions 

I’ll be linking all available online resources for everything I’ve stated!! If a link is broken or the media is inaccessible, hit me up!! I have my own personal archive.

YES!! segment !! wahoo !!!!! this is where i constantly stuff my nose in whenever i want a good reference on adachis character. AND THEY'RE ALL PERFECT TO ME!! <- about the media

Persona 4 (PS2 2008)

Back to basics everybody!!! Let’s remember who this goofball is from the start. Forget he has a social link and see him be the bumbling fool for plot exposition and the real murderer !!!! Just like how I tell you not to reference the attendant during 3/20, we can put Shadow Adachi’s mannerisms and his influence under literal god aside and try and focus on what that means as symbolism and extra information on Adachi himself!!

Standalone Drama CD Vol. 3

THIS IS A FUN ONE he has scattered cameos throughout the drama and was essentially being dragged around by Dojima.

Basic premise of this volume that it’s sports festival season!! Yasogami’s at it and the IT are participating, as well as Nanako—although she worries that her dad won’t even come to see her and that she wouldn’t even be able to do the family three-legged race.

Adachi’s appearances here are so stupid, he says he was an “elite” then flops trying to help high-schoolers with homework because Naoto’s there. He does his usual begging and whining with Dojima etc etc he also drove Dojima to compete with Nanako after saying the man finished all his reports as fast as possible.

I like this one because it reinforces who Adachi is based mostly from the main game. With the context that fans listening are aware he’s the culprit (or not), they do sprinkle in his “emptiness” (<- no i'm exaggerating it sorry) and bring it to the front of the picture a bit.

Translated Transcript: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/14uOTyzic9Ij9DjN4ZRNBLFTcGe0UF-PvX4qMnqcs2Fk/edit#gid=283104639

Available video link: https://youtu.be/p3yDNbczEqg?t=228 (timestamped to 3:49)

Manga Adaptation (Sogabe)

SOUJI SETA TRUTHER COMING IN STRONG also i just adore Sogabe’s adaptation on the game as a whole. While I am Marie lover#1, this manga did begin in 2008, and I like to think it’s the hypothetical that Marie really was expunged completely OKAY WHERE WAS I

As mentioned, this whole adaptation focuses on the game before Golden was ever a thing. No scooters, no extra events, no nothing. Although, Sogabe did write in a bit of Adachi’s Social Link in a context best suited for Souji.

I like Sogabe's take on Adachi in the manner of how he draws him and writes him as a character. It's not as whimsical or lazy like the anime, and the way he took the downhill spiral of the Hospital arc, from November to December, just actually felt like my emotions were ready in the right places. Surprisingly, in every adaptation, I was really enamored to see how Adachi acted differently in each one.

In the manga, he didn't seem as slack jawed as he did in the game at least. He looked like he was trying so hard to act concerned when he he actually feels guilty for everything going down !!! OR MAYBE NOT !!!!!!!

compared to the game, you can really how much he exudes of being so. plastic. ung kaplastikan. and you're mad not because you're stuck with ps2 limitations of three polygons of an arm waving around, but you're mad that he reeks of faking concern. But also unlike the game, you don't understand what's going on anymore because of the things that have transpired in relation to Adachi's character. Which is Sogabe's adaptation of his Social Link with Souji through having dinner with each other.

and Souji doesn’t know him! They share things with one another that one dinner but otherwise, Adachi’s never rambled on about himself as much as he does in a normal Social Link run. There is a different sort of motive with Souji and he wants to some things wrap things up while everything else is falling apart around him. If there’s a chance to help someone, even if he’s only talked thoroughly once or twice and that the other party’s opened up a single time to him, he’s the boy who wants to get through to people either way. What if Souji’s a bit selfish himself and wants to be in control of things when everything in his life and vision are literally blurring as he breathes? (takes place in november when nanako's hospitalized btw)

I love the lack of intimacy between the two, contrary to what majority of the fan base wants or even BELIEVES. Souji is a kid with a year in Inaba, of course he does a million other things with his time than hang out with an adult that’s some kind of darker version of himself and a representation of a possible bleaker future considering how similar they are. 

As for the specific chapters, I think it’s fulfilling to go through the whole manga from the start. Like, forget everything you know about P4 for a second and experience it as fresh as possible. Then you get to Chapter 54 to see Adachi’s condensed Social Link and get to Volume 12 to see things come together. Sure, I start getting a bit iffy with Volume 13 but I enjoy the parallels between the two, genuinely.

i have more stuff locked and loaded but uhmmm yeah 👍

Available manga link: https://manhuascan.me/manga/persona-4-official 

VISUALIVE (stageplay)

you will never see adachi ever act like a cunt like this ever again. he only does it once because hes gay.

i have made a million essays about this this is the foundation of this gas station itself

Available video links to the only things i’ve subbed ever because they’re the most important ones to this fruit’s development:

https://youtu.be/mWRB1dIgFNE

https://youtu.be/QRps3M9uXiw

or you can watch the whole thing because Masami Itou’s portrayal of him is just delightful: https://youtu.be/7oTpjmeD-mk 

Arena Ultimax; Episode Adachi

hahaha. haha. laughs weakly. haha.

I would kindly ask everybody to do this in Japanese dub but otherwise ehmmm yeah ! Episode Adachy. I do enjoy how they try to elaborate how his personalities are coalescing into a single face as he doesnt have to fake around people anymore. Like the fact that his lame humor is still present and he’ll do stupid voices, which makes you wonder if he was always like this or that it’s something he adopted while acting out the last facade he’s done for over a year—or more. 

HE IS SO FUCKING OPINIONATED AND THINKS HES SO COOL he has SO MUCH PRIDE but also he doesnt at the same time. you think hes a soldier surviving in the idgaf war but hes still dying in the mines he planted and crossfire for multiple reasons. hes simultaneously a teenage girl and a man in his late twenties.

Adachi is totally giving a fuck, not just in a white girl bully “I’m better than everyone” kind of way but like he’s totally giving a fuck about a lot of things. “Oh I gotta stop whatever this god has going down for this city in bumfuck nowhere because the case is going to go around in circles and i’ll never serve jail time in peace” how many times has he turned corners in an alleyway maze just by saying this.

hes literally trembling in his shoes with everything happening in that hour but hes just so good at bottling up emotions from others and HIMSELF. Theres only so much he’ll admit in his own monologue—in his own thoughts. That hes aware of things but he’ll never say it out loud even in his own head i’ll tear him apart with my bare hands <- i am just genuinely annoyed he can do this and not me but i should be grateful that i can express myself than be an emotionally repressed asshole 

He finds kids who are mirrors where he sees himself in. One, a goody two-shoes who has it all, the other an actual brat with a fucked up life from loneliness, isolation, and abuse (a million other things). And he’s not annoyed only because he finds similarities between him and them, but the fact that they’re children and they have at least a decade more than his ass which he spent sulking about with.

He’s mad at Bancho because he has his way from the kindness and generosity of his time he’s spent with others, something Adachi didn’t do; in which he could use his situation with his family and education as an excuse, but he never brings that up because as much as he likes seeing others eat shit and he has his way, Adachi also considers himself a fuckup. can you see this irony. So many chances to get out there and socialize, but he stuck his nose in his studies thinking a good future’s already laid out for him—BUT THE BUBBLE POPPED which is what fucking happens when youre in Japanese economic depression after the bubble economy. and you dont bother to leave your comfort zone either EVEN WHEN YOU DONT NECESSARILY like the things youre doing because it’s the only damn thing you’re used to !!!!

He’s sick of Sho because he’s an oversized 10 year old who’s doing the exact same thing Adachi’s done in the past and Adachi is sick of that. he hates himself. and he’ll hate a kid for acting the same way. He’ll project so much he’ll fix another person’s mistakes not out of pure goodness of his heart, but because he doesnt like himself as a person no matter how much he tries to deflect these thoughts in his own head.

Adachi’ll scoff and nitpick Narukami because he doesn’t want to admit this better version of him is better. That he’s not this other guy, but rather, he’s just himself. He complains and whines about Dojima and even says he “hates him,” but is everyone not aware he’s the second biggest tsundere in this series next to Marie at this point. they are COMPETING for that number one title.

no matter how many times he tries to sever connections for the sake of the other party, those bonds are developed enough for the other party to WANT to tie it back together. he doesnt know how to build bridges, but he doesnt know how to properly burn them either. hes sloppy at everything he does. he is gay.

okay sorry about that im sososo dizzy honestly. where was i. i talked about his issue with his Persona before and how it isnt his Persona a million times on this blog sorry i really everything's spinning right now 'and you're still writing an adachi essay?' hushup

Japanese Bubble Economy: https://www.britannica.com/topic/bubble-economy 

Available Video Link: https://youtu.be/0TkRLCGqT3g 

Arena Ultimax Manga Adaptation (Rokuro Saito)

this is a bit funny. i read it mostly for Sho like. while i do adore it as very beautiful adaptation. when it comes to adachi uhh. hmm. looks around. the rokuro saito effect. he did mementos mission too if you're wondering and what I mean by this.

I mean he did reinforce Adachi getting proper police training and essentially being above average to the top of his classes (krav maga, shooting accuracy, detectivisms, etc.). His humor and mannerisms are also delightful i think personally with the way they're illustrated and essentially visualized. Rokusai has his quirk for drawing everybody really pretty which he does really well for Persona characters, but it also caught me really off guard when he works on adachi like okay! sho breaking his ribs can fix everything itsok.

Available manga link: https://m.manganelo.com/manga-cn116859

OH now this is the section where im a bit iffy with the characterization here but i still like to reference it sometimes

The Golden Animation

Blu-ray/DVD Vol. 2; Bonus Drama CD: A Sense of Gratitude

Adachi doesnt have a big part here he’s literally there to help with the Dojima garden and Narukami plants cabbages for him.

Available Video Link: https://youtu.be/1SNKljdyUcY?t=640 (timestamped to 10:40)

Blu-ray/DVD Vol. 4; Bonus Drama CD: Boo ~ I bear a grudge on you ~

THIS. this, goodness gracious it was so silly. Adachi’s here for a few segments with Dojima in the pub. Detective yaoi if thats what you’re into I guess. He also sounds a bit cheeky here in speaking tone and the scheme he’s pulling to call Naoto to do their job while Dojima’s knocked out on duty.

Available Video Link: https://youtu.be/PasKTZtKx_c?t=720 (timestamped at 12:00)

The Animation

i dont have much to say about the actual anime i dont really watch it, but i respect the Narukami truthers out there. It’s just not for me, nor do I reference it for Adachi at all. why does he look like this

i dont have that much judgement to say if it's good enough to use as reference for Adachi besides it visualizing how much of a goofball he is, I guess I could mention that. I have issues of it depicting lore but otherwise i dont think it's that much different than what the base game pulls besides it different pacing to better fit the animation medium.

Standalone Drama CD Vol. 2: You'll understand when you get older

Not particularly partial with this one because the anime gave Narukami a face, like he’s his own character here. Dojima makes Adachi go to Okina and deliver something because his clown ass forgot to hand it over to the other prefect police who visited within the day. Narukami’s off to go help Ebi stand in line for a makeup promo and Dojima says they can go together. There’s a subplot with the IT where they think Narukami’s being arrested lol so they go follow him throughout the rest of the drama.

Adachi just hangs out with the silly billy that is his boss’ nephew who has so much kindness and generosity that it could get the kid killed one day.

Available Video Playlist Link: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PL2Wysh6PBhe_jyqxxIcyt_XrW6GcKHRn0 

The Golden (PS VITA 2013)

I scratch my head and wonder what they were going for with Adachi’s Social Link besides the fanservice. I mean thats what they did with akc in royal i guess. <- has my own opinions about this but im closing my mouth.

It feels a bit too… intimate for me? What’s the deal with WANTING to invite him for dinner… without Dojima around either. Like they’re a two in one package for me, you can’t see one without the other most of the time. Like Adachi’s slacking off work while Dojima’s slaving away by himself? I’ve always believed they get off at the same time or something because of the subordinate status.

I did enjoy the Junes segments though, it kind of felt like it was a good placement—if you move things around a bit. Him hiding behind your back while you’re doing groceries so it looks like he’s busy was a bit funny, and him chatting you up while you’re supposed to be busy yourself is also silly if you consider that Bancho himself wants to bail and was just caught into his chismosa and whining. He has enough of a degree of association with you as you’re putting your nose into the murder case and that you’re his boss’ nephew, so that’s kind of why you’re the only few people he can talk to.

(pauses yes or yes ) i also ate ice cream where was I going with this

dont make me talk about the accomplice ending that thing’s pretty corny to me but also unnerving i dont want to think about it alot.

With the way things have gone for Adachi’s new characterization with the added Social Link and the new events for Golden, it personally made me think twice about it all, especially when his TV studio and Shadow self ended up the same. There’s a lot to go about this? (<- deranged) and I will admit that I myself got sucked into the idea that he’s an antagonist and couldn’t truly experience everything right at that point. whoopsie. Then again, looking at it at this point in time after a few years makes me realize yeah maybe this does make a bit of sense! The nature of the fog has changed, which can explain the drastic change in character between Namatame and Adachi. which is an essay for another day I really feel a bit out of it.

The “um” segment. Stuff I dont really like to reference nor put in the pot that makes adachi soup because im really iffy with it and how the writing was taken liberally for the sake of the audience rather than the reinforcement of source material itself.

The Golden Animation

The Adachi centric episodes 6, 7, and the accomplice ending bonus episode lol, as the whole Golden anime was really for Marie and other new Golden add-ons like Okina and scooters and ski trip and etc. 

how do I put this. im really opinionated on this segment it’s okay if you dont take my word for it. I dont like the production quality. The animation is honestly really bad and the artstyle itsnt tasteful with how it’s executed. There’s enough frames of Marie that people looking over my shoulder while I watch would call her Adachi. It really is a boatload of a cashgrab and fanservice that kind of adds new insightful things to the lore but honestly? I don;t trust it. Like the writers forgot what they were writing about and started writing fanfiction of what they originally made.

It did give some insight with Adachi, but I hate how they just made Narukami the way he is for this adaptation. Like the boy does have all the time in world and hes not an overworked high-schooler with so many commitments now he can… make a man dinner and deliver it to him…? I would definitely say “> Adachi doesn't seem to lead a nutritionally balanced life...” and leave it at that, i am not making him dinner i dont have time for that. can someone get this guy a girlfriend please. Don’t get me started how they treated his character development and lore surrounding him overall im sick of it. At least Sogabe made it all look pretty.

anyway here’s the part where i can add my closing thoughts as someone who fills a niche solely because they think and enjoy things so differently than the present majority. I don’t think im mature enough to enjoy things peacefully in a community full of different people but also because im losing the idgaf war myself. I’m glad I can enjoy a media in general and I’m so happy when people can enjoy it with me. (had to stop the cat from clawing on the vacuum he likes the texture apparently) where was I

hold my hand as i go through a hundred coming of age arcs in my life and that one day i wont be as embarrassed as i am now to admit i like tohru adachi as a character and talk about him with a restraint so childish because I dislike how a majority depict him. he’s part of my journey as i learn things about myself as much as mimi but in a more human way because. hes human. or something. one day i can forget his reputation in the community and create all the things i make with pure love that is not fueled by spite to be right and correct. I already know i am right and correct because everyone can enjoy things their own way and find things that they like in one thing that are different from things others like. for now, i will still treat him like an insufferable uncle older brother thing whose arm i periodically chew on until i reach bone and let him carry me back to bed when im tired of being annoyed of him. 

[myrfing]

remembered my blue mage glam. he's a type of flashbang

[spotsupstuff]

Would Suns be a decepticon trying to come off as an autobot?

goddammit that actually requires me to think about the ideologies h...

alright fine, so here's an idea: we start off at neutral with everyone. the Children of Eo would go Decepticon at first (with some staying neutral like Gem n Expiation who in turn would force Spore to stay with them) cuz iirc the Cons were the ones who first rose up against the council and for a bit were actually the somewhat good guys. at least usually its thought of like this. Moon's group would either stay neutral or be lookin at the Cons uncertainly cuz the beginning ideas are good but something ain't smelling right. Suns would be staying neutral cuz that is the local popular choice

then the Cons start going bad which would surprise the Eo group n when the Autobots branch off of the Cons, they join Them (with Boreas coming along only cuz he doesn't want to be left behind. would quite like to stay with the Cons actually). this new side becomes more appealing to the neutrals that are kinda on the fance, especially with Optimus n the Matrix as the representative, so Moon's group would join up There. Suns is going along cuz that is, once again, the popular choice

so they'd never be a Con. they kinda remind me of idw Getaway if anything, really

[eggbagelz]

U have no idea how much thought i put into the culture of the zones

[transgender-catboy]

Why'd I have a dream that I was dimension hopping and making a Frankensteinesque spider-person out of dead spider-people parts?

[spectrophobias]

@belovedweighed asked “ can you move? “//alessa

it had been a long time since alessa had heard another voice so clearly, let alone one that had sounded so human, gentle. it cut through the fog of her world like a ray of light, a door cracking open to let the world outside of her own mind in. she hadn't known anything but the nothingness since then, the peace that had settled in when she'd finally been allowed to die.

she didn't know if she wanted to follow the voice. historically speaking, alessa had never known people to be particularly kind. whether she was a freak or a messiah, no one had really cared about her, the her in the center of it all. maybe she wanted to go back to sleep, to wrap the darkness back around herself like a blanket, a shield from the monsters, where nothing could reach her again, not even kind voices, tinged with the type of concern that alessa couldn't quite wrap her head around. who cared?

that was the thing about waking up from a deep sleep, she had never been able to pull it back once she'd lost it. she suddenly felt crushingly aware of her body, the sickeningly familiar weight of a mattress beneath herself, the real blanket that she had cocooned herself in somewhere along the way. she jolted upright, pulling the thin blanket to her chest as her head whipped from side to side, and it took her a second to realize that she didn't need to panic. she wasn't in the hospital like she'd first thought, but her old room, one of the few safe spaces she'd ever known. she wasn't hooked up to machines, her skin was pale and smooth, there was no antiseptic smell burning in her nose. she was free in her own body for the first time in maybe years.

still, there was a slight reason for her to worry, more specifically the stranger stood at the edge of her bed. she was pretty in a way that almost felt scandalous, and alessa couldn't tell if she was excited or frightened to meet a woman like this. it was exciting, to see someone wearing something so bright, even revealing, but she didn't know what to make of an outsider. she most definitely wasn't a part of the order, which was a massive relief in itself, but that didn't mean she was going to be nice. alessa guessed just about anything was better than the former inhabitants of the town though.

"who are you?" she had a million more questions than that, though she was sure the woman would only have the answer to a handful of them, if that. "is there anyone else here? why are you here?"

[moonstruckme]

Who's That Girl

summary: after Peter moves out due to unspecified reasons suddenly, the marauders have a room to fill. Luckily, you've just arrived in the UK and are happy to sign the lease

cw: modern au, reader has a mother/maternal figure

roommate!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 1.3k words

“Okay, mom.” You rub your eyes, arm still sore from lugging your suitcase around half of London. “No, I really don’t think so. It’d be a pretty elaborate scheme just to kill me. Our names are all together on the lease, there’d be a paper trail.” 

There’s a quiet snicker from the doorway. You look over to find James, one of your new roommates, standing in the threshold of your room. You grimace, miming waving your mother’s concerns away. 

“Seriously, you don’t have to worry, I—fine, here. Listen.” You put your hand over the speaker. “I’m so sorry about this,” you tell James. “Can you tell her you’re not going to murder me, please?” 

“Why would we murder you?” he asks in an easy, jovial voice. It’s the sort of voice moms love, which is perfect for what you need right now. “We need you alive to pay rent, and anyway we’ve nowhere to hide a body. They started being rather vigilant about the Thames some time ago.” 

“He’s joking,” you say quickly into the phone. “Yeah, I’m sure. They do that here, too. Now will you please go to sleep? I’m good, I promise. Okay, call you later. Love you.” 

You click the button to hang up with a sigh, dropping back onto your mattress. 

“Your mum?” James asks sympathetically. 

You hum. “Yeah, sorry. It’s four in the morning for her right now, and she’s all wound up. I appreciate the help.” 

Despite your best efforts, you can’t seem to convince your body it’s not four in the morning for you right now. You thought taking the red eye to London would help you adjust quickly to the time change, but a sleepless flight has only made you weary and disoriented. You screwed up the route from the airport to your new flat, realizing only around Richmond that you’d gone the complete wrong direction on the wrong tube line. It took you a solid hour longer to get to your flat than you planned. When you saw Sirius, who’d posted the flat in an online roommates group, waiting on the other side of the door you nearly collapsed into his arms in teary gratitude. 

With the haze of fatigue still clouding your thinking, it takes you a few moments to wonder why James has come to stand in your room. 

“Did you need something?” 

“I was just wondering if you might like breakfast,” he says. His big frame fills the doorway, his shoulder leaning against the frame like it’s a familiar stance. 

You try to hide your wariness, your mind filling with images of black pudding and beans smeared on toast. “What are you having?” 

“Omelets.” 

“Yes, please.” You hop out of bed. It’s less bouncy than lurching, but you’re trying to affect vivacity in the hopes you eventually start to feel it. 

James leads you towards the kitchen. Your room, you discovered when you arrived, is even duller than the pictures online. The previous tenant either hadn’t decorated at all or had moved out in a hurry, leaving only a bed and some trash on the floor. The room is small, with peeling white paint and a tiny window situated oddly in the corner, the scraggly tree outside eclipsing half of the view. 

The rest of the flat is a different thing entirely. The common spaces are mostly open; you can see the kitchen from the living room, with everything lit by two large windows looking out onto the street. There’s a funny mishmash of decorations, some pieces hinting at unity and others not so the way it all comes together seems almost like a happy accident. A nice, plush couch sits next to a chair that looks like it was dragged in off the street; there are books stacked against walls and album covers being used for coasters; a collection of vinyl records sits on the mantle next to a bluetooth speaker and above stockings seemingly left out since Christmas. It’s definitely a space decorated by boys, but you like it. It feels homey. 

“My mum would be in a right state if I up and moved continents,” says James, walking into the kitchen. He takes up position behind the stove, next to where Remus is making tea. “Is it the city she’s worried about?” 

“It’s everything,” you admit, lingering awkwardly at the edge of the kitchen. You don’t want to be in the way. “It’s the city, it’s the male roommates, it’s the Facebook post she saw about muggings…” 

“Flatmates,” Sirius corrects you from the kitchen table. “We’re not roommates, we don’t share a room. Maybe you ought to clarify that, might calm her down a bit.” 

“Flatmates,” you amend. “She does not like that I have guy flatmates. Can I help?” 

“Don’t,” says Sirius. “Remus is a control freak in the kitchen. Real finicky.” 

“I’m not finicky.” Somehow, you can tell Remus is rolling his eyes even without him turning it around. 

“You nearly took my head off over the way I cook chicken last week.” 

“The way you cook chicken nearly burned down the flat.” 

“Y/n,” Sirius says, seriously, “do as I do.” He pats the seat next to him at the table. 

You glance at James hesitantly, but he waves you off. When you join Sirius in sitting down, you forget to suppress the sigh that collapses out of you. 

Sirius tuts. “Jet lagged?” 

Lag feels too kind a word for what your body is doing to you. “Yeah. Think I’m gonna take a nap after this.” 

“Oh, don’t do that,” he says. “I’ve done the whole international travel thing—” 

“You’ve been to France,” says Remus drolly. “The time difference is an hour.” 

“—and it really is best to just push through,” Sirius finishes as though the interruption went unheard. “You’ll only make matters worse for yourself if you sleep now and then can’t tonight.” 

You hate how sound his logic seems. The idea of waiting at least ten hours to put your head to a pillow makes you want to cry. 

“So,” James says brightly, “what doesn’t your mum like about you having guys for flatmates?” 

Perhaps it can be chalked up to exhaustion that you have so little control over the expression that crosses your face. Luckily, James is too concentrated on his omelet to see it, but Remus isn’t; he grins at you. 

“She doesn’t really love the idea of me having roommates at all. Flatmates,” you correct yourself when Sirius gives you a look. “I think because you’re guys, she just sees it as even less safe. Don’t take it personally. Oh, thank you.” 

You accept the mug of tea Remus sets in front of you. Sirius has one already half drunk in front of him, and Remus sits down with his own, taking a long sip like it’s the most relished part of his morning. You look into the brown, half-opaque liquid skeptically. 

“Has she been this upset since you decided to live with us?” Remus asks. 

“Oh, um.” You bob your teabag aimlessly, twisting the string around your finger. “I…sort of assumed she would be. That’s why I didn’t tell her until now.” 

You don’t have to take your attention off your tea to feel the stares of all three boys snap to you. 

“You didn’t tell her?” James asks, incredulous. 

“I didn’t want to give her the chance to argue with me about it.” 

“Asking for forgiveness instead of permission.” Sirius nods approvingly, picking up his mug for a sip. “Knew I liked you.” 

James appears in distress. “Your mum’s gonna hate us!” 

“Don’t mind him,” says Remus. “He’s used to all mothers fawning over him.” 

“Not mine,” Sirius objects happily. 

“She’s across the ocean, if that helps,” you tell James. 

“I can feel her hatred crossing borders,” he says, expression growing increasingly fretful. 

“Well, all you have to do is not murder me,” you offer, “and she’ll see that she’s wrong.” 

Sirius gives an insouciant shrug. “Pay your rent on time, and we ought to be fine there. No promises, of course.”

[ghcstao3]

ghost has nice writing, if he really cares to write neatly. he prefers cursive, has the flowing kind of script that’s sometimes hard to read but aesthetically pleasing, but most of the time any documentation or reports are written in a sort of mishmash of print and the occasional cursive letter. still aesthetically pleasing, just far more legible.

soap, on the other hand, hasn’t ever cared to be anything but hasty with his scrawl. he has to make an effort if something is going to be seen by anyone else, though even that could very well be considered chicken scratch. his cursive is blocky at best, he often writes in all capital letters, and ghost has come to be one of maybe a handful of individuals that have ever been able to decipher soap’s handwriting.

the contrast is stark as much as it’s indicative of personality. it’s such a small thing to be fond of, but they both find a way—soap appreciating ghost’s inscriptions in his journals, and ghost the notes paired with doodles that soap always leaves around for him to find.

[onlyhereforthestories]

Who Knew Gingerbread House Could Cause So Much Chaos (Mapi León x Reader)

Day 2! This one was fun to write. I hope you all enjoy

Mapi had that familiar spark of mischief in her eyes as she set a stack of gingerbread house kits on the table, her grin practically daring you to take her on. It was her idea to make gingerbread houses this afternoon, insisting it would be a fun “holiday bonding activity,” but you knew her well enough to suspect that Mapi wouldn’t settle for just a casual activity, oh no it would be a full-on competition.

“Ready to lose?” she teased, nudging you as she set up a little gingerbread “station” for herself, complete with extra icing bags, sprinkles, and even a few tiny candies she must have picked up at the store on her way home.

“Oh, you’re going down, León,” you shot back, grabbing your own supplies and carefully inspecting each piece of gingerbread. You’d seen her competitive streak on the pitch, but today, you were more than ready to take her on in the world of holiday decorating.

As soon as you began, Mapi focused with serious intensity, sketching out a blueprint in her head as she mixed icing and sorted candies. Meanwhile, you started building the basic structure of your house, stealing glances at Mapi's setup just to see what you were up against. Her design was coming together quickly, walls neatly glued with icing and held together by a precise application of gumdrops and peppermints. She’d even added little frosting icicles dripping from the roof. You couldn’t help but think classic Mapi, already extra.

“Looking a bit shaky there, huh?” she smirked, pointing to your gingerbread walls that had started to lean ever-so-slightly, causing the small panic to rise up in you.

“They’re structurally sound!” you protested, quickly reaching for more icing to reinforce the walls. Mapi just laughed, tilting her head with that infuriatingly charming look of hers, clearly enjoying the slight edge she had.

When she finally glanced up at you with a wicked glint, you saw her reach for a small handful of sprinkles. Without warning, she threw them your way, and before you knew it, you were covered in a shower of tiny, rainbow-colored dots. The icing you had managed to cover your hands with becoming littered with the coloured sugar.

“Hey!” you laughed, trying to brush the sprinkles off as you scooped up a handful of gummy drops in retaliation. “Oh, it’s on now.”

What followed could hardly be called a “baking session” anymore. It was an all-out war of sprinkles, icing, and laughter. Mapi’s competitive side gave way to sheer, unbridled holiday mischief as the two of you volleyed decorations back and forth. She darted around the table, cackling as she reached for more supplies, and you finally managed to sneak up behind her with an icing bag, adding a festive dab to the tip of her nose.

“Alright, alright, truce!” she finally declared, laughing as she wiped icing off her nose. Both of you were covered in powdered sugar, sticky icing smudges, little bits of candy, and the table was a complete disaster. But she pulled you in for a quick hug anyway, not caring at all about the mess.

Taking a step back to admire your gingerbread creations, you couldn’t help but laugh. Mapi’s house had a chaotic charm to it, much like the woman herself you were quick to think. Her house consisted of a mishmash of frosting icicles, carefully placed candy, and, surprisingly, a little sign she’d made that read “Mapi’s masterpiece.” Your house was a little lopsided but colourful, with an explosion of candy decorations that you had literally thrown at the strategically placed icing you used as glue and a crooked little chimney that you thought gave it character.

“You know what,” Mapi said, looping an arm around you from behind, “they’re both disasters…but festive disasters.” She reached down to grab her phone, snapping a selfie of the two of you, dusted in white from the powdered sugar, sticky with the remnants of icing, and grinning like kids on Christmas morning.

Once the mess was cleared up, you both decided that your creations deserved a place of honour, so Mapi led the way to the living room, where the rest of the Christmas decorations had been put up. She placed her gingerbread house on the living room table and gestured you to do the same. Once they were both down next to each other Mapi reached for your hand and pulled you onto the sofa before she pulled out her phone.

“How about we see which one the fans thinks is better?” you could see her competitive nature flash in her eyes once again.

“Okay but you can’t name who is who just do a poll with which is better 1 or 2.” You saw the roll of Mapis eyes as she snapped the photo of your designs side by side.

“You are only saying that because you know they would choose mine if they knew it was mine because they love me more than you.” She stuck out her tongue at you to add to her teasing which had you rolling your eyes this time, you literally married a child.

Mapi posted the story then headed into the kitchen to grab a couple glasses of wine for the two of you, while she did that you pulled up one of your favourite Christmas films. You got handed your glass of wine by the blonde as she sat between you and the arm of the sofa. You leaned against her, feeling perfectly at home.

You grabbed your phone and pulled up her story, pressing a vote for your gingerbread house you frowned at the results so far. Mapi ever engrossed in you and all you do was looking over your shoulder as you did this, and you knew she had seen when you could feel the slight shaking of her snickering behind you.

She wrapped her arms around you and pressed a soft kiss to your temple. “I think we should make this a tradition,” she murmured. “You and me, every Christmas, getting absolutely covered in powdered sugar and sprinkles.”

You smiled, nodding. “Deal. But next year, I’m definitely winning.”

Mapi just laughed, pulling you closer, and as the night settled in around you, you couldn’t help but think that this was exactly what you’d hoped the holidays with her would feel like. A time filled with laughter, warmth, and a little bit of competitive chaos.

[wolfythewitch]

OH EM G!!!! so so delighted you reminded me of those excerpts from moby dick bc they actually genuinely make my brain melt every time i read them bc like!!!!! ishmael PRAYING WITH QUEEQUEG?? oouuugh my god i thingk my stomach is spilling out of my mouf[positive]. like.....wough......the deep kindness and comfort of engaging in worship w someone.....the fact that it's j the two of them chilling in their room having a little pray and ishmael makes sure to to it EXACTLY how queequed did it??? w the biscut offering and everything??? the will of god being fellowship and kindness and leveling yourself with humanity, ergo you pray beside your new friend??? ooughhh tangentially, as a muslim, i always found it just a touch fun that queequeg is like....an absolute mess of a mishmash of 'umm uhhh what do the non-christians do....uhh....tattoos...um...uh...weaponry...uh...wooden idol...okay he'll do that!!' so there's like a sprinkling of islamic dust on my boy [phrasing of 'salaaming' to the idol, plus a segment where queequeg was fasting and ishmael specifically described it as a "Ramadan" of sorts iirc], so it's kinda silly nice for Good Christian Boy to so openly be 'it's the will of captial G God to be chill with non christians!!! bc i said so!!!' [for all the noble-savage characterization queequeg gets, occasionally melville will pull up w a line and im j like....oouhhh....there's something happening under the hood here...]

It is Very delightful, he's so progressive in that way. He's got it more right than some of the modern christians. But queequeg's characterization is just so funny to me because it really is just this strange little mix. It feels like he's trying to be aggressively racist but he's already pulling from a bank of racist and xenophobic stereotypes and it ends up just aging really terribly. The way he writes is also a little funny to me, I'm so curious if Melville has ever met someone similar to how he described queequeg or if he's just guestimating it

[aroaceofthesea]

I mean i dont have a lot yet obviously but it looks sooo cool!!

Making cool yarn in the most annoying way possible