#time loops are so underrated

[goddesspharo]

fic: twenty percent skill, eighty percent beer Top Gun: Maverick (Hangman/Phoenix)

"You taught yourself quantum physics while you were stuck in a time loop?" (Or: the one where it is an inalienable truth of the universe that fucking around will always lead to finding out.)

I. Maybe she's still annoyed that it took her this long to figure out that she could've been wasting a whole lot of time doing him instead of drinking the worst cocktails invented by man, but Natasha's got nothing but time to spare now.

[fishipocalypse]

Before we get back to the regularly scheduled Kiwi City nature documentary (you guys are genuinely writing documentary worthy prompts for the Ayinlings in my inbox I swear.)

Can we talk about Benjamin’s crazy ass survivability in lobcorp? Like

He did NOT succumb to drugs, he did NOT go insane, he SURVIVED an Arbiter encounter, he HELPED in starting the smoke war, he left but CAME BACK and somehow SURVIVED AGAIN in sneaking around the facility for a few days.

He was just that dedicated.

god damn.

[justanotheryellowsoul]

Touch

I just want isaloop content so bad, is that a crime

[kat1nkulta]

I hope every Mal du pays echo is a Siffrin from a failed loop. I hope it’s appearance is more than just a metaphor for the loops (and Siffrin’s slipping grasp on their identity). I hope looping leaves behind a phantom self. Can you tell this image lives rent free in my mind

[linterteatime]

I quickly put together some "reference sheets" of characters of the game ULTROS with the sprites in-game, for drawing purposes

(because I wouldn't find anything online besides screenshots and some gifs and I'm very picky with this stuff so here we are :P)

Figured i would share them here since it might be useful for some people, also this stuff has SPOILERS for the game so I put them under a read more, if you haven't played it or you want to play it eventually (which I really recommend it's a really good game) I would suggest to not take a look.

Also again, I made these very quickly (and mostly for myself) so it's not very nicely made, but I hope they can help in some way to the 5 (or less) in total fans of this game ❤️

Here are references with stuff I found for: Ouji, Qualia, Vasa, Brunzon, Wallet and Gärdner.

[the-wine-bottle]

Ch 125 spoilers!!! Ok I might be reaching, and when I say might, I definitely am. But when Kako says "there is one thing we must protect above all else. And that one thing has come to no harm," what if it's Nene??? I feel like this is an obvious conclusion to reach to but I haven't seen anyone commenting on it. Nene's the one person out of ALL her friends that isn't currently dead. Amane, Tsukasa, Mitsuba, Teru. Aoi, and Akane are dead. I need to think about it more. I'm not even sure it makes sense but I like the idea. Nene's someone so incredibly important and I feel like we're all forgetting that, this new chapter is showing all her character development and Im here for it.

OK ADDING ON TO THIS POST BC I JUST REALIZED!!! DOES KAKO REMEMBER WHEN PEOPLE TIME TRAVEL OR NOT???? Akane remembered right? So I would think so. But if he can't how does he know Nene is a kannagi? And even if he can remember he said "my dear kannagi" and its so weirdly soft compared to the way the cat said he would react. It just feels off to me. IM SOOOOO REACHING TOO FAR 😭. Ok also, if he got rid of Mirai by accident does that mean the Mirai here with us now is not the soul of his niece? We know her body is fake but so is his so I'm not quite sure? If you look at the way they act they act similarly though, is this like a Mitsuba situation again? We know Tsukasa was able to get some of Mitsuba's soul and revive him but would Kako be able to do the same thing? This chapter was so packed with lore and now I'm left with so many questions!!!! He said that the hourglass tried to get people to come to it, so that means its partially sentient right? Is that part of the reason Nene is feeling more brave this chapter? I would like to think its just part of her character development but Im not sure. I feel like Kako could've been much worse, like I said earlier this is a lot tamer then what the cat led us to believe. Even if he's met Nene before they were never close, is it just a sign of good will? Did he genuinely care for Akane and is choosing to be kind to her because of that? Is it just because he understands the feeling and is willing to be kind because of that? Is he going to be more severe in the next chapter? No. 7 is stronger then all the wonders. He is the highest literally called NUMBER 7 BUT how is the ranking system determined? Why is Hell of Mirrors stronger then No. 1 I understand that the No. 3 before Mitsuba could've been strong but what about Yako? Oh my freaking godddddddd I have so many questions! If your number determines your rank then wouldn't it have changed when Mitsuba came on board? Is it even about the person? Its just whoever eats the heart right? Were some of the wonders even the original wonder or were there wonders before them? If the theory that Tbhk is just a loop and Yashica will go back in time before she met Hanako is true I will crash out so hard!

[itspileofgoodthings]

a weakness of analytical minds, especially strong ones, is thinking they gotta analyze everything.

[milkoise]

i’m kinda struggling to feel engaged with pirate yakuza in hawaii’s story tbh i started the game just a few days after it released and i’m Still on like… chapter 3 three months later. i think it’s the lack of stakes making me feel this way, with kiryu’s gaiden at least there was the novelty of “ooh! will kiryu be found out!” (Yes fucking everyone knows it’s him.) plus seeing how kiryu navigates this problem whilst under the watchful eye of the Daidoji and all of the trouble THAT causes him is interesting! this game, i don’t knowww, maybe i just don’t care for treasure hunting stories? but so far this is seeming like it will have very little impact on majima’s character as a whole. that scene at the very start where majima looked at his shaking hands covered in blood and realized that he’s a no-good, violent criminal has been my favourite part of the game so far, but i’m kind of feeling like that’s the only time i’ll get something like that here

[jacarandaaaas]

I feel incredibly stupid for not realizing this sooner but I just realized that “all of you” has a double meaning. All of you referring to everyone that the family is the miracle. As well as all of you meaning all of yourself. It’s a smart way of saying that this family as a whole is a miracle but also you as INDIVIDUALS are valued. I did realize the meaning of all of you for mirabel at the end when she says “all of me” but for some reason I never caught onto the double meaning in the actual song. I always interpreted it as all of you as in everyone and then the end part being particularly for mirabel but I’m just now realizing the double meaning was there the whole time💀

[yamikawaii]

grabs you.

[necromimetics]

1-5 , 44 , 99 ❤️

Mess - Noah Kahan

Soapy Water - Chase Petra

In an Emergency Such as the End of the World - Chase Petra

Love From The Other Side - Fall Out Boy

New Perspective - Noah Kahan

44. Suffer - Bad Religion

99. Fuck It! - Days N Daze

Send me a number 1-100 and I'll tell you the song it corresponds with on my Spotify wrapped top 100

[goddesspharo]

fic: in heaven, lost my taste for hell Top Gun: Maverick (Jake Seresin/Natasha Trace, Natasha Trace/Bradley Bradshaw, Jake Seresin & Bradley Bradshaw)

"So Satan can ruin my wedding, but Halloween is too mainstream for him?" "Correct me if I'm wrong, but weren't you, like, horrified about all of the devil worship half an hour ago? Suddenly, you can't wait to be a partner at Al Pacino's law firm." "It is possible to want to know what I'm in for without being thrilled that I have to go slaughter mountain goats if I don't want to explode on my way to Starbucks, Jake," Natasha says as if it's the most obvious thing in the world. "I contain multitudes." (Or: the Ready or Not AU that no one asked for.)

[entropickindle]

When I saw this shit (affectionate) it definitely stirred something in me and I'm not sure if it was fear

I never shared this one here. Why did I never share shit one here?? WHA-

Anyway, "new" ISAT animatic fellas!

Of course, spoiler for the game + two hats!

[lilidawnonthemoon]

pure magic ✨🦋🌧️🌸

[xlettex]

Kenma’s not sure why he let Kuroo drag him out today.

He doesn’t need more games. Doesn’t want to be recognized. And definitely doesn’t want to watch Kuroo charm every employee in a ten-mile radius. But then they step into the store, and it’s quiet. Cool. Bright but not harsh. A bubble of calm.

And you’re at the register—sorting trade-ins, humming to yourself. You look up when the door chimes. “Hi! Let me know if you need help finding anything.”

That’s it. No double-take. No flushed gasp. No, “Wait, are you—?” Just… normal. Kenma exhales. Relieved. And maybe a little stunned.

Because you’re pretty. Insanely pretty.

Your hair falls messily around your face, but it suits you. There’s a pen tucked behind your ear. Your eyes shone when you spoke. And the enamel pins on your apron—small, colorful characters from games he knows—make his chest feel weirdly full.

Kenma is immediately, irreversibly doomed.

Kuroo leans in, whispering way too loudly, “Wow. A whole thirty seconds and no one’s mobbed you. It’s a miracle.”

Kenma shoves him with a sigh, trying not to fidget.

You raise an eyebrow, clearly amused. “Mobbed? What, are you famous or something?”

Kenma mumbles, “No.”

You let out a soft laugh. “Uh-huh. Sure. Mysterious hoodie guy with a bodyguard and a fear of crowds—totally normal.”

Kenma doesn’t say anything. Just stands there, mildly panicked and already hyper-aware of the way your smile curls at the edges.

You ease off a little, still smiling. “So... you looking for something specific, or just here to be cryptic?”

He shrugs, awkward. “Not really.”

You round the counter and gesture toward the shelves. “Well, we just got a few new arrivals. Depends on what you’re into.”

Kuroo snorts under his breath. “I’ll give you two some privacy,” he murmurs, clearly entertained, and drifts off toward the keychain rack.

You walk with Kenma, asking about mechanics and story preference. He answers in short bursts, hands shoved in his hoodie pocket. He keeps glancing at you and then away, as if he doesn’t trust himself to look too long. And every time you laugh, it knocks the breath out of him a little—something in his chest stutters, just for a second, then settles somewhere it shouldn’t.

He knows these games already. Owns most of them. But the way you talk about them—with love, and that kind of careful attention people don’t fake—has him pretending he’s never even touched a console. Just so you’ll keep talking.

“Since you like JRPGs, you should check this one out,” you say, holding it out. “It’s underrated. Surprising depth. And the bonus content is kinda hard to find unless you know where to look.”

Kenma takes it. He already has two copies—digital and collector’s edition. Played it on stream. Reviewed it. Recommended it to all his followers.

But your fingers brush his for half a second, and his entire internal system does a soft reset.

So yeah. He’s buying it anyway.

At checkout, you ring it up with a smile, slip the receipt into the case, and push it across the counter. “Enjoy. And hey—if you ever want a recommendation again, you know where to find me.”

Kenma nods, barely. His fingers tighten around the case—delicate, almost hesitant. He doesn’t look at Kuroo until they’re back in the car.

Kuroo’s already snickering. “You bought a game you already own?”

Kenma flips open the case, muttering, “Shut up.” Then he sees it—scrawled lightly on the bottom of the receipt in looping pen:

You seemed sweet. Here’s my number in case you ever wanna talk games :) xxx-xxx-xxxx ♡ 

He stares at it, stunned. His chest feels warm, weird, and good in a way he didn’t expect.

Kuroo leans over, reads it, and lets out an unholy sound. “Oh my god, you’re blushing,” he crows, grinning widely. “This might actually be the best day of my life.”

Kenma groans into his hoodie sleeve. “I hate you.” Kuroo laughs all the way home.

Kenma’s still holding the receipt. He’ll deny it later. But that night, he tucks it behind the frame of his second monitor, so it’s visible from where he streams. Then he opens his contacts and saves your number under Pretty Game Store Employee.

[screampied]

Can you do Kinji Hakari making shy reader not be ashamed of her moans by making her squirt😏🙏

Btw, you’re doing god’s work by blessing us with the works of underrated minor characters🙇‍♀️

❤︎ ໋𓈒 hakari making his shy girl squirt

warnings. fem! reader, praise, squirting, reverse cowgirl, breath play, overstim, mdni.

“ya gotta learn how to relaaaax, sweetheart,” he purrs in a soft raspy voice. you were so close up against him — his chest practically pressed up near your back. forever entangled with his warmth, his shaft buried right between your walls. riding him in reverse, yet except you were smushed right up beside hum. hakari brings a rough hand towards your hips, guiding you to give him yet another mind-boggling orgasm. “i know, girl. ‘s coming close isn’t it? she’s gonna make another mess right up on me.”

you moaned, puffs of his breath fanning against your earlobe. hakari briefly nibbled on it before chuckling.

he found it cute how just a little trail of his fingers skimming down your thighs made you drench even more. your grip was tantalizingly deadly to him, for a moment it makes his jaw tighten. you felt an orgasm approaching, yet this time it felt a bit different.

“ha—kariiii,” you’d drag out. he smiles, watching you desperately try to conceal those sweet moans from his ear. although to him, it was one of his favorite things to listen to. the sound of your voice, it made him throb any day. “feel somethin’ else, fuck.”

his slit eyebrows furrow before he chuckles to himself. within an instant, he knew what that something else was. hakari wraps a bulky arm around your neck gingerly, another hand reaching down towards between your legs. “ooh,” he whispers against your ear, and you whimper once he brings a hand towards your clit to give it a few playful smacks. “you gonna squirt on me? dirty girl,” and then he hums before setting your hips in place with one hand. “say pretty please though. if you wanna be filthy, ya gotta have manners, no?”

you were babbling at this point, mere sounds of straight coherent babbles spewing out of your spit glossed lips.

it was adorable, the way your head jerked back against him — your legs were sprawled a bit, and your breathing significantly hitched. you were chasing your breath, feeling that familiar feeling rise up inside of you.

with stupidly crossed eyes, you felt your tongue gradually loll out of your mouth. hakari chortles, bringing a hand that was just rubbing against your cunt and brings his fingers into your mouth. without question, you taste yourself. “such a sloppy mouth,” he groans, feeling you nearly drain his balls out.

he was incredibly hefty too, slamming in and out of you . . yet you were doing all the work. at least, you were trying to.

your legs were just about ready to give out and hakari was guiding your hips to its inevitable release.

“damn girl,” he’d suck in a breath, feeling the way you used your hips to slowly grind against him. your rhythm, it was so sensual — so smooth. it had his mind going for a loop, his touch sent shivers down your spine entirely. “i wanna hear you,” he murmurs, pulling his now dampened fingers out of your mouth. a pretty cobweb of spit exits out of your lips in the process, and with hooded eyes, you moan. “get a little louder for me.”

such sweet whimpers coax out the back of your throat, and you’re so sensitive. his fat cock reached everywhere, in spots that had your knees practically bucking.

unhurriedly, you continue to shift your weight against him — pant after pant sliding past your lips. “gonna m-make a mess,” you’d sniffle, just feeling yourself start to tremor. your cunt was so vocal too, squelching out little noises of itself. it was an entire lewd site.

the smell of hakari’s loud yet intoxicating cologne scent filled up your senses every few seconds. each time you thwacked against his back from your movements, you’d take a quick whiff and get wet simply from how good he smelled.

he brings two rough hands towards your waist again before nipping at your neck. “show me how messy you can really get then, princess,” he utters in a low tone. you felt your cunt throb at his words, the way he delivered it. the raspiness that hid underneath it and all. you whined, feeling yourself building up.

oh, the build up of it all.

it had you weak. by this point, your walls were being dragged through and through. you had so much leverage in this current position, although you couldn’t see his face — you’d bet money he had the biggest smug expression imaginable.

hakari always loved your tempo, it wasn’t too fast or too slow. it was just right.

he’s nearly out of breath himself, but he keeps composure. unlike you, you were just about ready to burst. the entire angle of it all too, he reached so deep. his rounded tip lightly thrashed against your cunt each bounce you made. you rode him until this current point to where your knees were just about going limp. not so much your knees but the entirety of your cute thighs.

he likes to trail a finger down the outline of your back while you ride him. with this view, he enjoys this glimpse — your tense back muscles lightly moving in the same motion of your thrusts against him. with a sly lip bite, he drags a hand between your legs again.

“come on girl, don’t hide those moans from me.” he’d purr against your ear, and he consciously makes you slow down with an arm wrapping around your waist. hakari’s body heat that radiated on you made you ten times more coddled up in your own warmth. with his fat tip brushing against your g-spot, you whimpered before feeling a sudden gush.

he was stuffed deep into your cunt, and the moment you squirt it was so lewd. a salacious experience everything, it was a lot. you were ten times more embarrassed now, feeling yourself dampen him even more with your slick arousal.

“k-kari,” you’d huff out, and the sensation was indescribable. he pauses for a moment before nipping against at your neck. “oh my godddd.”

“such a messy girl i got here,” he’d whisper in a husky voice — two lengthy fingers going straight towards your slit. with his dick still hidden inside of your folds, he pulls out and watches the mess pour right onto him. “good girl,” he huffs out, watching your entire body tremble as a response. the orgasm made you swallow thickly, yet you craved more. hakari skims his fingers on the outside part of your pussy before spreading it open with a sly smile. “a bit too messy though. should make ya clean my lap up with that pretty tongue of yours.”