#why is he such a charming character I CANT STAND HIM

[fure-dcmk]

can we talk about how heiji speak with heart emoji

just hattori heiji things ♡

[mayorofcattown]

Con is over, went very well! People liked the bookmarks and the shiny spyro stickers Very Much, and the outer wilds print did pretty good too

But the highlight was definitely the wolfwood cosplayer that bought my wolfwood cat sticker

[chooey]

just finished breaking bad

[cherubguts0]

Hiii<3 may I request the Wammy boys and L with a gf or s/o that’s bitchy to literally everyone expect for them?

🕯 Hi!! Ofc u can! I hope you enjoy this, and I apologize for L’s being short (￣ω￣;)

The Wammy Boys And Their Bitchy S/o

Characters: L Lawlet, Near, mello, and Matt

🕯X reader

🕯fluff and angst, a little suggestive

L Lawlet:

L knew that you could be bitchy, I mean hell you weren’t the most charming person when you two first met, however as time went on you began to warm up to him. Soon Turing into a perfect lap dog.

Even now, sat on the desk between L and Light, you’re still the same person L had met. “Yknow y/n, it’s really distracting having you sit there” light said, looking up from his work.

“Shut up Kira” is all you said, watching as light furrowed his brow. “How many times do I have to say it!? I’m not Kira!”

“You definitely are, that’s why you’re so defensive, Kira!” You teased, Getting right in Lights face. L doing nothing to stop you, finding it amusing how angry light gets at the word Kira.

“God you’re so annoying, I can’t imagine how L puts up with you” light said bitterly, sitting back in his chair with his arms crossed. “I don’t see why L doesn’t lock you up already for being Kira, it’s written all over your face” you reply with a smirk.

“I unfortunately don’t have the evidence angel, also could you be a dear and ask watari to bring me some cake?” L said typing away on his computer. You smiled softly at him, hopping down from the desk and planting a soft kiss on his cheek. “Of course” you said, smacking light out side the head  as you walked past him.

“HEY! L Control your girlfriend” light complained to L. “I cant, plus it’s funny watching you two bicker” L replied, looking over at Light with his signature smile.

You really were his perfect lapdog

Near:

You’d always been over protective of near, you’d basically fight just about anyone who said something negative about it him. (You fought with mello the most though, especially during your wammy house days)

However, because of the Kira case, you’d been more on edge, sat behind near, watching him build tower after tower with dominoes.

“Hey near, I have that file for you” Linder said as she entered the room. “Just leave it on the table, and be careful please, I’ll be very upset if you ruin my work” near responded, twirling a strand of hair between his fingers, eyes never moving from his towers. “Of course” Linder said, walking over to you and setting the file on the table next to you. “By the way, there’s a new cafe that has opened up, I was wondering if you’d like to go” Linder asked, you felt fire in your chest.

“You know near cant leave this place, why would you ask something so stupid like that.” You asked, spitting venom at Linder. “It was just-“

“Just a stupid, dangerous idea,I mean seriously do you even think before you speak!? One wrong move and boom near is Fucking dead!” You raised your voice to speak over Linder, standing from your chair in anger as you spoke.

“Y/n, that’s enough.” Near said, Turing to look at the two of you. “Thank you for the ofer liner, but as y/n stated, I can’t leave. You are dismissed” he said in his monotone voice. Linder nodding, saying a silent apology as she left the room.

The room was quiet for a while, you final sat back down after cooling off. “What was that about?” Near asked, breaking the silence. “Nothing.” You said, watching as near looked over at you, stood, and walked till he was infront of you. “You’re lying, what’s wrong?” He asked again, putting his hand on your cheek.

You sighed, pulling near onto your lap and hiding your face in the side of his neck. “I’m just worried about you, this whole Kira case has me stressed out” you mumbled out, near humming in acknowledgement. You two sat in silence again, near twirling a strand of white hair between his fingers, his other hand wrapped around your shoulders as you had yours right wrapped around his waist.

“I don’t want to lose you Nate, you mean to much to me” you confessed, nears eyes widening at the use of his real name.

“You won’t lose me y/n” near reassured, pushing you back a little so he could leave kisses on your face, wiping away the tears that began to spill from your eyes.

✞𝑆𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡𝑦 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑒 (￣ω￣;)

Mello:

Dating a mafia boss isn’t the easiest thing in the world. With random girls constantly coming over to late night missions. However your managed to keep things under control, mellos’ men feared you, they knew not to back talk to you. After all, you weren’t afraid to pop one through their skulls.

“Hey, y/n, what’s with the slutty attire today?” One of the newer men asked, “Hmm?” You responded, sat on mellos lap, only wearing one of his shirts, black panties, and black Lacey stalkings to match.

“You heard me, you look like one of these prostitutes” the guy snickered, pulling the girls on either side of him closer.

“Dude shut up-“ one of the older guys said, only to be cut off “why should I? They’re just some whore who got lucky enough to sleep with the head hauncho” he continued.

All you could do is laugh,honestly, putting your hand on mellos chest and curling forward as you let out the loudest laugh, a sinister tone coming through as the guy who was talking shit started to get nervous. “What you laughing at whore!? I’ll fuck you up you hear me!!” He said, quickly taking a stand.

“Oh? You? Fuck me up?” You responded cockily, also taking a stand. “Let’s get two things straight, the only person who fucks me, is mello.” You started, bending down to give mello a kiss on the cheek, sneaking the gun out of his hip. “And, I don’t fuck dead people.”

“Dea-“

BANG!

before he could even finish his sentence, you’d pulled the trigger on mellos gun, shooting him straight in the head. Brain matter and blood had covered the wall and girls behind him, both of which started screaming and crying as he fell to the floor.

“Good job baby” mello said, smiling up at you. “Thank you, can someone get those two outta here please?” You asked, watching as a bunch of guys quickly got to their feet to escort the girls out.

“You do kinda look like a whore though” mello joked, “only for you” you replied, taking your seat back in his lap, gently placing the gun against his temple. “But you better be careful, I’ve been known to kill people for saying stuff like that” you giggle as mello kisses you, moving your arms to wrap around his neck.

Matt:

You hated them. All of them. Every single girl who had came up to Matt during your date just to tell him how hot he was. It pissed you off, you wanted to crush their skulls for even looking at him. Like wise, every girl that had come upto you guys you told to fuck off, calling the worst names known to man until they left.

It was now towards the end of your date, the two of you sat outside a small café, the night stars shining brightly above you. “It’s so nice out” you said, looking up at the night time sky.

“It is, hey I’m really sorry about those girls coming upto me” Matt said, holding your hand from across the table. You looked over at him, sighing softly before you spoke. “It’s fine, you can’t help being-“

“Omg! You’re literally so pretty!” A girl cut you off before you could speak, you glared at her as she put her hand on Matt’s shoulder. “We should meet up sometime! Here’s my phone number!!” She said, completely ignoring your presence.

“Are you fucking kidding me!?!” You exclaimed loudly, quickly standing up and splashing water on girl la fancy dress. “Hey! What the fuck us wrong with you!”

“What’s wrong with yoy!? Cant you see we’re on a date! Why don’t you go whore yourself out to someone else!! You look like trash anyways he wouldn’t even go out with you!” You yelled at her, watching as tears started to form in her eyes. The girl quickly ran off, leaving you and Matt alone once again.

Thank god the outside seating area was empty.

“Y/n” Matt said, looking up at you with a worried look. You looked down at him, almost instantly calming down as you sat. “I’m sorry, I’m just so sick of people coming upto you!” You explained, crossing your arms as you looked down at your lap.

Matt stood, walking over too you and giving you a kiss on your head. “I know, you handled that a lot better then I would of.” He said, handing you the little peace of paper with the girls full legal name and phone number.

“You wanna sell her info, I’m sure you and I could find loads of shut with this info” Matt offered, watching as your fave brightened up. “Of course, sound alot more fun then staying here anyways” you said, standing and following Matt out to the street. Running into the same firm from earlier with her bestie.

“There they are! That fucking bitch!” She said loudly, you watched as her friend came over to you, pushing you back. “What the fuck is your problem!? Huh!” She said, getting all up in your face.

In one fello swoop, both you and matt pulled out your guns (something mello made you both carry considering how close you two are to the mafia), you aiming at the girls friends head and matt aiming at the trashy girls head.

Both girls froze, you were first to speak. “So help me god you bother me and my boyfriend one more time Well Fucking blast you both on this street.” Both girls looked at eachother and quickly ran off.

You sighed once again and brought your gun down, Matt pulled you into a hug. “You want me to carry you to the car? You must be exhausted from today”

All you could do was nod, lifting your arms up to wrap around Matt’s neck as he lifted you up with ease, bringing you back to his car.

Once you two got home, you spent the rest of the night cuddled up together, cyber stalking that girl and selling her info to loads of people.

[melonteee]

When opla was announced I was guarded, but trailers and learning that Oda would have first and last word about everything made me hopeful.

But I knew that live action are never for the actual die hard fans.

Too much need to be cut because of time, as real actors cant look like they only age two years for 26 years, and some cartoon stuff doesnt translate well to live action *cough* garps fist of love *cough*

So I was able to convince my friend to watch opla with me.

She had read the manga when she was little, up to syrup village, so she was excited to see Kuro because she actually liked him back when she read it.

I was mostly there just to observe my friends reaction to it instead.

My favorite moment was watching her freak out after the "grandpa?" reveal.

I dont like that Garp was included that early on, I didnt mind him being there at rogers execution. But more than that seemed too much. I watched some Netflix guy explaining that they wanted to add a reason why the strawhat had to keep moving from island to island, but no marine would do because who would bother chasing a pirate crew with no bounty. I understand that reasoning. Still dont like it, but I understand.

But my friends reaction made it all better.

Did you know netflix wanted a romance between Nami and Zoro? Thank god Oda was there to stop it.

Also my friend and I quote "Oregano is for savages!" a lot now.

I'm truly glad you liked it anon and I do understand the excitement that came with it, but I honestly could not stand it. Nearly every scene and every line was like "Sanji wouldn't say that. Nami wouldn't do that. Why is this happening? Luffy definitely wouldn't say that."

An adaptation must adapt to its medium, true, but that is not what this did. This was an insanely loose reinterpretation that took so much charm away for me. I've talked about it on this Tumblr tons now but I've finally had the time to watch through all of it now that the hype's died down, and it just made me angrier per episode?

They had to shorten things down, but they included so many new scenes that added nothing? They had to explain the Strawhats going from island to island... WHY? They literally had a spine to go off, the original property had them going from island to island to find a crew and get to the grand line. That's literally a very solid reason. WHY did they need any marines chasing them? It just sounded like an excuse to add a fan favourite character so the Garp fans could scream about it.

And I've said this many times, but Oda being part of the process genuinely means nothing to me. Netflix infamously do not listen to their creators, and not only did they admit Oda HATED the Garp addition and they STILL added him, you can tell so much of his original vision was thrown aside for non-anime fan audience convenience. Usopp and Sanji felt like side characters for god's sake, Buggy felt comically evil for a LIVE ACTION, Mihawk's fight was literally so empty due to the fact no one was THERE? NAMI was the one who yelled she believes in Zoro and they'll always be friends??

I truly do not believe Oda would agree to most of that, and considering we know he was ignored for Garp, we know for sure he was definitely ignored for many other things.

As always, if you loved it, great! I'm glad the excitement was met. Maybe I'm cynical, maybe it's not to my tastes, but it screams Netflix cash cow to me and the whole time I watched it I thought "This is not One Piece at all."

As a reinterpretation? Great!

As an adaptation? It failed miserably. None of the characters felt like themselves and the additional scenes were so nothing. Sorry for the sour reply anon but for those on here who know, I indeed have a sore spot for that entire production.

I honestly think a lot of people got blinded by the pretty actors and the millions of dollars that went into production and promotion to really look at it for what it was trying to be.

[allloudontheeasternfront]

Everything at Once part 4

Dieter Hellstrom x Original Fem Character

Thx for the support, let me know any ideas for the future.

Should I add some more Landa content? 😏😏😏 We all love that smuggy man.

Warnings: cursing, N*zis, discrimination, flirting, implied smut, kissing, Dieter still is a little jackass, etc. I do not support N*zis in any shape or form. This is just a fanfic for a character from a film.

(I know this isnt Dieter but August looks so handsome in this)

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Camille quickly shut the door to her flat and hid behind the door giggling. As she heard the loud thumps of Dieter's boots going up the stone steps, she took off his hat and studied it.

It was a black visor crusher cap with silver embellishments. One of the little charms was the infamous Iron Eagle; an eagle with its wings stretched out holding the swastika inside a wreath of oak leaves. It would be pretty if the swastika and the meaning wasnt there.

Below there was an emblem of a skull. Her throat got dry. Realization hit her like a ton of bricks.

Has he himself killed people? Or is he just a messenger man?

Her face got pale and her heart raced. Her medallion sparkling on her mantle. She quickly hid the star in the soil of the flower that was sitting next to it.

Dieter knocked on the door, putting his ear to it to try and hear anything.

"Mademoiselle?" He called out

She swallowed the lump in her throat and opened the door a crack.

"Oui...?" She replied not looking at him.

"My cap, Mademoiselle. I need it."

She slowly gave it to him with shakey hands. He noticed and pushed the door open a little wider. Her blue eyes were fixed on him like a mouse about to be devoured by a cat.

"Is everything alright?" Dieter asked.

Camille nodded, her hands still shaking.

He is a Nazi...I cant like him.

Dieter smiled suggestively and put his cap on Camille's head, she flinched.

The lid of the cap went over eyes as it was much too large for her. She tilted it up and looked in his eyes.

His eyes read something differently...

Lust...

No, he cant. I'm not what he is wanting...

Dieter took her hands into his and brought them to his lips. He kissed each knuckle softly.

"Du bist so schön..." he whispered in German. (You're so beautiful )

Not knowing what he exactly said, she carefully took his hands out of his and took the cap off.

"Take it.." she whispered. He took it and tossed it away.

Dieter's eyes read more primal lust as he stepped forward and Camille stepping back, eventually cornering her.

He put is hands on each side of the wall, looming over her smaller frame.

"Are you scared of me?" He asked smirking.

Yes...

"No." She said with the little confidence she had left.

"No...?" He asked raising an eyebrow. "I dont think I believe you.."

Stop fucking interrogating me...

"Please...Monsieur..." out of the corner of her eye she saw her Star of David medallion glittering in the flower pot. Her heart was pounding. "You have to go..."

Dieters face dropped.

"And why is that?" His voice completely changed. The same tone he used the first time they met. Annoyed.

"Um...my father will be home soon." Camille lied. Of course he wont, the Nazi standing in front of the girl is no better then the ones who took her father away.

Dieter scoffed softly and moved away from her looking around the neatly decorated flat. Lace, floral patterns and vintage antiques filled the place. He looked at the wooden rocking chair by the same balcony he feasted his eyes upon a while ago. There was a small stuffed bear sitting there...it mocked him. The girl was clearly terrified of him being there, in the corner watching his every move.

"Forgive my intrusion, Mademoiselle. I'll be going." He said with the same stone wall face from before. He clicked his heels, took his cap back and walked out the door.

Camille panicked. Maybe just a kiss?

"Wait!" She yelled after him and raced down stairs to catch him.

She caught up with him at the bottom and placed both of her hands on his face.

Cold.

She bought his face to hers and kissed his lips softly. Her dark pink lips moved on his thin pale ones.

She pulled back and stared at him...

Maybe he isn't so bad...?

His eyes screamed for more and they kissed again with more passion.

He held her closely and tightly to him. One hand gripped on her waist and the other moving across her hair.

He pulled her back and she gasped.

"You'll kiss me here but not in the flat?" He asked and moved his head to her neck. He kissed across the soft skin.

She couldnt tell him yet....no not yet. She couldnt tell him she is a Jew. He'll kill her immediately...

She couldnt answer him, all she did was breathe heavily from his lips exploring her decolletage.

He fingered the buttons to her dress, eventually opening it fully exposing her half-naked body. He gently laid her on the ground and moved on top of her covering her completely.

She took his hat off and threw it across the room and ran her fingers across his black hair.

The two stayed like this for a moment. Suddenly she felt him play with the hem of her underwear...

"Dieter..." she whispered.

He hummed as he kissed across her chest, slowly opening her bra and running his hands across her breasts.

"Are you sure about this...?"

"Are you not?" He answered.

Relax Camille...relax...

"I'm....not experienced...." she admitted with her eyes screwed shut.

Dieter chuckled.

"And you think I am?"

She opened her eyes and met his.

"But...you're an officer? You must have plenty of women." Dieter kept chuckling to himself at her innocence.

"You see plenty of men at your bakery? Do you fuck them all?" He asked bluntly.

Her face went as red as a tomato.

"Well...no."

"Only me, eh?" He smirked and caressed her cheek.

Nazi...pig....blue eyes...pale skin...smile....beautiful stupid face..

"Oui." She whimpered as he took off her remaining dress.

BRRRRRIIIIIIING

They both gasped at the sound of the clock.

Dieter looked at the Grandfather clock in the corner.

Midnight.

Shit...Hans needed me for some stupid event rehearsal. Dieter thought.

He quickly got off of her and stood up.

Exposed and embarrassed, Camille say up and covered herself.

"I have to go, liebling." He bent down and kissed her passionately.

"I will see you again yes?"

No...

"Yes." She replied with sadness in her eyes. Dieter smiled genuinely and kissed her forehead and then took her hand in his and squeezed. 

"Auf Wiedersehen meine Schönheit." (Good bye my beautiful)

Camilled watched at the officer raced out of the building. The chimes to her door ringing violently.

Remose and regret filled her mind. She slowly buttoned her dress back up. Thank God the drapes were closed and no one saw her about to be demolished by an officer in her own business. She slowly trudged to the kitchen saw the stupid paper with the word "Vertreibung" stamped in scary German calligraphy.

Tears filled her eyes as she curled up on a ball on the floor, clutching the paper to her chest.

When will it end? She thought as she cried softly.

Her mind drifted to Dieter. He can't know her identity...he cant. It would kill him and definitely kill her...Maybe he is different? The swastika, Gestapo uniform amd intimidating stance says otherwise. Why does she care about some officer's feelings? The thought of him finding out and the possibility of what he'd do to her, made her nauseous.

"Please dont tell me he is in love..." she prayed aloud.

His face riddled with lust and want flooded her memories...she caught herself wanting more.

To be continued...

@whore4waltz @rurivu @xoxocillian @fridaycanbesadsometimes @racheljo47 @whitechoc135 @officerh4t @blueberrypancakesworld @hanslandasstrudel

[dreamsy990]

so 358/2 days, amiright? heres my thoughts

this game is just. god its an emotional rollarcoaster

i guess ill start with the things i dont like!! which is mostly the gameplay. i dont really mind the mission structure shockingly (i like being able to roam around but having a clear goal makes things easier for my adhd ass, and i think the miniature storylines are very good for the most part) but i simply could Not get into the combat. especially coming off of kh2 it feels so stiff and unfun to play the only part of the game where i enjoyed the combat was fighting riku at the very end. i think the panel system is okay but i dont like that levels take up space. why did they do that.

story-wise, i dont like the retcons!! a lot of the ones i take issue with are very minor but things like roxas only fighting riku once instead of the implied multiple times (even the dialogue doesnt make sense when you change that, why does roxas say 'how many times do i have to beat you' when theyve only fought once?) are the kinds of inconsistencies that just annoy me.

im also a little bit annoyed at the very concept of this game at all. i think roxas worked just fine as a character without this game. it feels sort of unnecessary in the grand scheme of things. also, xion. i love xion, dont get me wrong, but i dont think she adds anything to the series over all. thats not to say she doesnt add anything to this game because shes a great character and i love her, but shes just. kind of like this game in that if you got rid of her i dont think it would really change the narrative so much.

BUT DESPITE THAT ALL!!!!!!!! i fucking ADORE this game. it is genuinely so full of charm and soul that i just cant bring myself to dislike it. i think this is one of the best written games in terms of dialogue. every scene (at least for me) hit exactly as emotionally hard as i think it was meant to. i was laughing at demyx's antics and crying at xions death and yelling at saix and i think thats exactly how the game is meant to be seen.

days at its heart is a slice of life. its working a 9 to 5 its going through a depressive episode its losing friends its grieving its making fun of your coworkers its living. its a game about life and i love that.

this game really did make me forget that axel roxas and xion dont get a happy ending. i spent so much time looking forward to them making up that i forgot that roxas ran away. hell i almost forgot that xion died.

days is emotional and its story and its characters are just so fucking good. the conflicts all felt very real and you can tell exactly where everyones coming from. the way axel roxas and xion fall apart hits so fucking close to home. but god damnit if axel had any good communication skills like half of this could be avoided

its also one hell of a love letter to axel's character. hes always been one of my favorites (he recently earned first place) and i think this game does him a lot of justice. hes trying to do good. he wants to keep everything together he wants to be there for his friends he wants to make things right but he just cant. its just AUGH its so fucking good

that thing about axel's characterization really also applies to roxas. i dont have much to say about him beyond the fact that i think it does his character very well. also tism. hes so autism.

i kind of like the very limited graphics too. sue me i enjoy low quality games. the hands are not animated and they all have two expressions (blinking and not blinking) and their weapons are flat and im living for it. the very few fully animated cutscenes are good too!!

the (real, i dont count riku) final boss is unfortunately very easy. you can just stand directly in front of her and mash a she wont hit you its too easy but vector to the heavens did mess me up a bit. also earlier scene but "ill always be there to bring you back" with the other promise playing over it? fucked me up man. yoko shimomura is once again killing it

i cant believe roxas didnt get to go to the beach.

i have to give this game a 9/10. its writing is incredible but the gameplay could use a lot of work. its just not fun to play. but again the characters, emotions, and music all make up for that tenfold.

[an-excellent-choice]

I was recently gushing at a friend about bg3 but didn't want to spoil her in the romance and the characters backstory.

So, I started comparing everybody with Dragon Age companions to give her an idea on everybody's personality.

Now I need to complete this list just for the sake of it.

Astarion: Zevran, Isabela, Morrigan

I know a lot of people compare Astarion and Fenris but honestly, I personally don't see them being similar enough( yes even with the slavery and white hair) they are just two different flavors especially in personality. They are similar in broad strokes but in the details not really.

Now with Zevran and Isabela, I can see. These two very sexual characters both use their sexualities and their daggers to manipulate those around them.

They both cope with their trauma with putting a mask of light heartedness and sexual freedom. The main difference of between Zevran and Isabela to Astarion is that Astarion is more upfront with his trauma.

The Morrigan aspect is his pragmatism. Astarion's killed or killed is similar to Morrigan. They both hate helping people as they don't see anything beneficial it. They are so used to the absence of kindness that any they see from the protag is seen as naivety or even fakeness because if there truly kindness in the world why did they never experienced themselves.

Gale: Anders, Merril, Solas

So the common trait I established from these characters that I see in Gale is them being blinded by their goals. These 3 all kind and mean well but they think their way is the only way to fix things. All these three are self serving to their selfish desires to the point it overwrites any kindness they have. They want to do something drastic to help others. Solas with elves, Merril her missing friends and Anders with mages but in the price of themselves.

Personality wise,Merril is also similar to Gale with her akwardness and naivety. Gale has a tendency to do akward moments in his enthusiasm and lackk experience in socializing. While the Solas is love information and informing others, he's very welcoming in sharing experiences.

Now, Anders. Specifically Anders dao and da2 Act 1-2 because Gale would never justify the means justifies the end mentality in act3 of da2. The basics commonalities: cat dad, mage, time bomb but the most damning similarity is that both Gale and Anders thought that they know better even though they were already warned. Gale with the piece of weave and Anders with Justice. They both essentially shot themselves in the foot by ignoring the warning signs.

(I'm not including Merril in the shooting of foot because her ritual was tampered she knew her risks and had actually prepared a kill switch just in case)

Wyll: Cassandra, Merril, Varric

The main thing I focused on this trio is responsibility. All these 3 has certain responsibility or expectations set upon them with a main conflict of whether they should just follow expectations or do their own will even at the price of losing support or their people

Wyll has heavy expectations on him and he himself always tries to put the well being of others before him even at the price of his soul.

Now personality-wise, Cassandra is an old romantic. Just like Wyll they both enjoy poetry and wooing. They both live for the romance even though they try hard to focus on only their duty they cant hide their soft squishy hearts.

Merril is kind and is always torn with her abandoning her duty to do what she thinks is needed to be done. She loves her people so much she will bear being seen as a monster to try to help them. *cough* wyll is the same*cough

Varric is charming as fuck but he also is kindaa running away from his responsibility until finally he was forced to take a stand. He accidentally helped start aspects of the mess but he will be damned if he doesnt try to help.

Okay, I'm running out of steam now. I'll do a part 2 for the ladies as this is also too long now.

[fruit-sy]

Finished watching the Soul Eater anime

AND I LOVE MAKA AND SOUL HOLY SHIT, YOUR HONOR THEY ARE A DUO . NEVER SEPARATE THEM AHSJBXKZHSB

After watching jjk, Nobara was my 2nd favourite character because of how she's both badass and girly, but I was bummed that she didn't appear as much as I wanted her to in the anime, so I looked to other animes where a girl was the main character and saw Soul Eater had a female main protagonist.

The first episode and I was HOOKED. LOVED IT AAA MAKA KNOWS HOW TO KICK ASS AND SHE'S SO COOL AGSJWWJCOQLFJWK

At first I was kinda on the fence about the art style, but after getting into the first episode I positively ADORE IT. So much charm and style and exaggerated poses which kinda reminds me of ROTTMNT in a way. I see people mentioning it was Tim Burton-esque, and I see it too. A lot of halloween vibes which was very fitting at the time.

Anyways, the fight animation was great, I loved Maka (and Soul) and I was very invested,, until the fanservice came out. I felt like bashing my skull against the wall and just dying inside because of how much I couldn't handle the cringe. But I held out because Maka was my light in the darkness.

Super glad I did because Maka is so fun to watch as a character huehehe. Her dynamic with other characters is really fun, she's a capable fighter and knows how to get around in a fight. She even goes off the hinge and if you know me that makes me giggle excitedly ehhehehehehe (poor crona tho ;_;)

My brother told me "It's an oldie but it's a goodie" and (for the most part) I very much agree. I was late to this anime by 14 years but better late than never amirite?

Anyways, Soul and Maka are everything to me and they should NOT be separated. Though Maka looks like the reasonable one, they're both equally dumbasses. They bicker a lot and sometimes have serious arguments which cause them to split apart, but their friendship runs very deep. I love how I feel like they stand equal with eachother, both pull their weight and one's presence completes the other's, whether literally through the weapon-meister relationship, or figuratively through their friendship and uplifiting eachother when they're down in the dumps.

Soul genuinely really cares for her. Like, he shields Maka in the fight with Stein, Crona, and when she fell, he's there to pull her out the deep end when she's gone into Madness or when her knees buckle under the pressure of a battle or when she's furious beyond belief, and he's loyal as hell and will go through hell and back for her

And the feeling is very mutual! Maka is devastated when he took a hit for her and is determined to get stronger. The scene where she picks up Soul although her hands were burnt by him was hype as hell.

Their whole schtick of like "staying cool" is also so adorable i cant my heart-

ANIME SPOILERS

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The first half of the anime was fantastic. Though it pains me to say the second half was rather lackluster and the ending was disappointing imo. I've heard whispers of spoilers that they fumbled with the ending but I wanted to make that judgement by myself.

It baffles me why these studios don't just put the series on hiatus until more chapters from the manga releases.

Anyways, I'm currently picking up from the manga and I'm hoping for a better ending and story there ;u;

[jwonsociety]

lovestruck // chapter 6

pairing ➼ brother's best friend!niki x fem!reader

genre ➼ strangers to friends to lovers, fluff, kind of crack because y/n's internal narration is very silly, sunoo is y/n's older brother

word count ➼ 3.9k

warnings ➼ a little bit of angst this chapter but DONT WORRY, everybody is so so so stupid, profanity

synopsis ➼ As the younger sister of the smart and popular Kim Sunoo, you’ve gotten used to living life as a background character. You mostly keep to yourself, you don't go to parties, and you most certainly do not have a boyfriend. One day, Sunoo brings home one of his friends and encourages you two to get to know each other… the fact that said friend is extremely cute definitely won’t be an issue, right?

taglist!! ➼ @kaal-ee @naexity @sd211 @yenqa @justbored48 @nomurahayami @seeuuns @666eren @mklhyvn @annoyingbitch83 @f0rlov3rs @wanna-live-yn-life @hafsa-hoofsa-heefs @han8ul @ahnneyong

a/n ➼ i cant believe that this series is already over!! thank you all so so much for reading and enjoying this mini series <3 it truly means the world to me. this story has been so fun to write!! i hope you all enjoy this extra long chapter!! love you all~ mwah

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Your whole life, romance was something you had only experienced vicariously through movies. It was a little embarrassing to admit, but you were a sucker for a good rom-com; from Love Actually to 27 Dresses to The Princess Bride, you had truly seen it all. Countless nights had been spent curled up in your bed with only potato chips and Julia Roberts to comfort you.

Despite your obsession with these films, you had always insisted that you did not care for anything related to dating. Boys were not a priority. You had a less-than-thrilling social life, but you had a good group of friends and good grades. You weren’t anxiously waiting for a prince charming to come knocking on your door. And, honestly, you simply never thought you would ever experience that. You sincerely could not imagine someone liking you enough to sweep you off your feet with a grand romantic gesture. Nobody would stand outside your window with a boombox, or serenade you with a marching band accompaniment. You were okay with that. At least, you had been.

You weren’t sure what exactly it was about him. Maybe his eyes or his hair or his smile… at a conventional level, he was cute, that was obvious. He possessed all of those attractive qualities, yet that’s not why you fell for him. It was his dorky laugh and his little habits and his perfect rendition of any SHINee choreography. Yes, you had been content with a life devoid of a fairytale ending. Then Niki entered the picture and fucked everything up. He fucked everything up in the best possible way.

Some braver, more courageous person possessed you the moment you leaned in to meet Niki halfway. You honestly don’t know what came over you. You weren’t the daring type. But with his eyes looking at you so fiercely, confession still fresh from his lips, how could you not? You squeezed your eyes tightly shut, anxiously waiting for Niki to push you away and change his mind.

Instead, instead you felt soft lips against your own. A gentle hand gently rested on your waist, pulling you in ever so slightly, and another cupped your cheek. Holy shit. You were kissing Niki. And he was kissing you back.

Your heart thrummed hard in your chest -- harder than it ever had in your whole life. You were so nervous. You had never kissed anyone like this before. So carefully, so meaningfully. Legs trembling, your hand grabbed Niki’s shoulder as an anchor. You could feel the raven-haired boy smile softly against your lips. He hugged you just a little tighter and somehow, you felt less scared.

The familiar scent of Niki’s cologne seemed to envelop you completely. It was clean, rich, and delightfully him. You wanted to breathe in it forever. If time could allow it, you sincerely would.

Wrapped delicately in Niki’s arms, you felt so safe. He’d always had the incredible ability to make all of your worries melt away, like a warm sun thawing a frozen river. Time stood at a standstill as you stood in the middle of the room, kissing him like you would never get the chance to again. This was so much better than any rom-com you had ever seen.

“What the fuck?”

At the sudden interruption, you sprang off of Niki, whirling around to discover the source of the sudden interruption. You were met with the sight of your brother standing in the doorway with an expression of pure horror on his face.

Shit.

“No, seriously, what the fuck?” His demeanor seemed to be a combination of shock and exasperation. His gaze flicked between the two of you. You opened and closed your mouth, searching for a response, but failed. This was not good. Actually, scratch that -- this was a literal waking nightmare. God, what were you thinking? When has anything romantic ever worked out for you?

Niki, sensing your petrified state, took a step towards him. “Sunoo---”

Sunoo backed away warily. “Niki…” he started, but trailed. He looked away, the awkwardness off this situation visibly taking a toll on him. He cleared his throat. “Niki, I think you should go home.”

“Wait, Sunoo,” you pleaded, eyes stinging with unshed tears. 

“Please.” His voice was very small. “Just go.”

After a moment’s pause, Niki brushed past Sunoo and left the room without saying a word. The tension was so unbearable it neared torturous. You stared at the picture frame on your desk that you had been laughing at just minutes before. The only sound to be heard was Niki descending the steps, grabbing his coat, and eventually exiting through the front door with a faint thud. You forced yourself to look at your brother.

To your surprise, he was already looking at you. His eyes brows were pinched in a way that you could only describe as apprehensive. Or on the verge of vomiting. You couldn’t exactly pinpoint it.

“Sunoo, I promise there’s an explanation for this,” you whispered, trying your hardest to stifle the tears threatening to spill out of your eyes.

“Y/nnie…” he started. He ran his hands through his hair. “I’m just going to go to my room.”

He turned away and stepped out into the hall, and in a second, he was gone.

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“It couldn’t have been that bad.”

“I can assure you, it was.”

Yoon sighed, clearly wanting to say something else but choosing to bite her tongue. You continued.

“It was completely moritfying,” you insisted, hands mindlessly forming braids in your friend’s hair. You were sitting at a picnic table in your school’s courtyard, legs facing outward, and Yoon sat on the ground in between them as you practiced your stylist skills. Eunchae sat to the left of you, legs tucked up to her chest. It was Monday, lunch, and naturally you had called for an emergency meeting to discuss the events of the past Saturday.

Eunchae was clearly invested. “I mean, how mad is Sunoo, really?”

“He’s fucking pissed, Eunchae,” you groaned. You began to braid a little faster. “He’s barely spoken to me since it happened! I’ve tried talking to him, but it likes trying to reason with a brick wall. All it’s been is dirty looks and the silent treatment and now I’ve completely destroyed the relationship I have with my brother beyond repair and--”

“Ow, ow!” Yoon hissed, reaching up to seize your wrist. “You’re pulling!”

“Sorry,” you mumbled, releasing the iron grip you had on her poor hair follicles. “I just really don’t know what to do.”

“Maybe he just needs time,” Eunchae suggested. “I mean, in his defense, he did walk in on his best friend sucking face with his little sister. That’s probably a big shock.”

“We were not ‘sucking face’.”

“Fine. You were ‘smooching’ his best friend. That doesn’t make it any better.”

You pondered her words for a moment. “Yeah, I guess you’re right… but was kicking him out really necessary? Niki hasn’t texted me once since then! Maybe he regrets it.”

“He’s probably just scared, Y/nnie,” Yoon said, resting her cheek on your knee. She gave you an assuring smile. “You should go talk to him!”

“Speak of the devil,” Eunchae gasped, pointing to the other side of the courtyard. You followed her extended finger to find Niki, hair shining in the sunlight, carefully considering all of the beverage options in one of the vending machines. “Now’s your chance!”

You grimaced. “I don’t know.”

Yoon rolled her eyes and gave your leg an urgent shake. “C’mon! What’s the worst that could happen? I mean, the dude kissed you, so he obviously doesn’t hate you.”

“Yeah, I’m kind of still processing that,” you snorted, swatting her hand away playfully.

“Honestly, me too,” Eunchae confessed. “Since when did you become such a player, y/n?”

With a laugh, you pushed yourself off the bench and turned to face your friends. “I’m not a player!” you giggled. “But alright, I’ll go talk to him.”

With an encouraging thumbs up from Eunchae and a dignified salute from Yoon, you mustered all of your courage and set off towards Niki. The boy in question seemed seriously focused on deciding between Pepsi or Mountain Dew. As you got closer, regret began to slowly creep into your mind. Was the school courtyard really the best place to have your first conversation with him since… the incident? You had mentally dubbed it that because it was definitely a milestone in your life in terms of personal mortification. Before you could change your mind, Niki noticed you approaching.

“Y/n,” he said. You searched his expression for any trace of annoyance or apprehension, but didn’t discover anything of the sort. Maybe you it was wishful thinking, but he honestly seemed happy to see you. “Hey.”

“Hi, Niki,” you replied, voice tense. “How are you?”

“I’m alright,” he replied, lips quirking into a smile, and motioned towards the vending machine. “I’m just getting a drink. I think today’s more of a Mountain Dew kind of vibe.”

You giggled, furrowing your brows at him. “What exactly defines a ‘Mountain Dew kind of vibe’?”

“I can’t really explain it. I can just feel it in my soul.” He clutched his abdomen dramatically, gazing off into the distance like he was the protagonist in a thought-provoking artsy indie film. It made you laugh harder.

You shifted you weight between your left foot and your right, searching for a way to appropriately change the topic from carbonated beverages to what you really came over here for. “So, we’re good, right?”

He blinked. “Of course we are. Why wouldn’t we be?”

“You just haven’t texted me since Saturday, so I was beginning to think you… you know, regretted it.”

“No, no, I promise you I don’t,” he insisted fervently. “Honestly, I thought that maybe you regretted it, because of Sunoo seeing us.”

You quite literally convulsed at the mention of your brother walking in on you two. Ashamed, you buried your heads in your hands. “Oh my God, please don’t bring that up. That will go down in history as the most embarrassing thing to ever happen in my life.”

“It’s not the worst,” Niki chuckled. “I’m sure something more embarrassing will happen to you later in life and you’ll forget all about this.”

You peeked at him through your fingers. “That’s not really comforting.”

“Sorry.”

“Have you spoken to him since then?” you asked, dropping your hands back to your sides.

“I tried,” he said, “but he’s been avoiding me like his life depends on it. I can’t tell if he’s mad or just feels severely awkward.”

“I think it’s a mix of both,” you joked, but a sad undertone edged your voice. You sighed. “He hasn’t spoken to me either. I don’t know what to do.”

Niki looked crestfallen. “Y/n, I’m so sorry. This is all my fault. I shouldn’t have suddenly done that in the middle of your room.”

You chuckled. “Are you forgetting it was me who kissed you?”

A soft pink blush crept up Niki’s neck before blossoming across his cheeks. You had come to discover that you rather enjoyed seeing him embarassed. “Well, yeah, but I was the one who… said all those things.”

“What, your confession of undying love to me?”

Niki smiled, cocking an amused eyebrow at you. “I don’t really remember it happening like that.”

“Well, whatever the case, I don’t regret it,” you assured him. “Do you?”

Niki placed a gentle hand on your arm, your skin tingling under his warm touc, his eyes soft. Your proximity was suddenly a lot closer. “I definitely don’t regret it, Y/nnie. I promise.”

Your face burned. “‘Y/nnie?’” you repeated, dumbstruck.

He smiled. “What, isn’t that your nickname? It’s cute. Like you.”

“Oh my God, stop,” you laughed, pushing him away. “I might die from the sheer corniness of what you just said.”

“I’m just trying to be a chivalrous gentleman.”

“Please take your chivalry somewhere else.”

The two of you fell into a comfortable silence for a moment. With Niki, you didn’t need to speak. It was easy to just quietly enjoy each other’s company. You took some time to admire his outfit; he was wearing a white band tee and baggy grey sweats with a silver necklace adorning his sternum. You loved the way he dressed. You were coming to realize that you loved most things about him.

“Forgive me for being so cliche, but,” you ventured, “what are we?”

He grinned, tilting his head at you like you were the funniest thing. “Well, I was kind of hoping that you’d be my girlfriend, y/n. If that’s okay with you.”

Any attempt to remain nonchalant instantly evaporated. The widest, giddiest smile stretched out across your face, the kind so big it turned your eyes into little crescents. Girlfriend.

“It’s definitely okay with me, Niki,” you breathed. You felt like you were dreaming. “Wow.”

“‘Wow’?” 

“Don’t tease me, I’m just surprised!”

“How are you surprised? We kissed in your bedroom two days ago!”

You rolled your eyes, but that stupid smile on your face didn’t budge an inch. Being Niki’s girlfriend was already something you were very much relishing in. Of course,  you realized there was still the issue of your brother, which sorely needed resolving.

“Listen, before we start dating officially or anything, I should probably work things out with Sunoo,” you explained. “He deserves some sort of explanation.”

Niki nodded in agreement. “I totally get that. Honestly, I should probably talk to him too.”

You sighed, long and heavy, rubbing your neck. “How do I talk to him though? He’s avoiding me like the plague.”

“Maybe you just need to corner him.”

“Corner him?”

“Yeah, like get him in a situation where he can’t leave and he has no choice but to talk.”

You scoffed. “Right. Because that’s totally non-threatening.”

“Just a suggestion,” Niki shrugged.

Honestly, that idea didn’t seem to bad. In fact, it may be your only option -- Sunoo’s evasion of you was becoming so precise it was baffling. Seriously, your house wasn’t that big, yet somehow he managed to always avoid you. This dilemma needed to be dealt with once and for all.

“Niki, please tell me everything is going to be okay.”

He smiled. “Y/n, everything is going to be okay.”

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“Y/n, let me out right now!”

“Sunoo, this is for your own good.”

“How the hell is locking me inside a bathroom for my own good?”

Honestly, you probably could’ve gone about this in a less serial killer-esque way, but at this point, you were desperate. After you and Niki’s conversation earlier that day, you had been determinedly brainstorming ways to confront your brother. Then, that evening, you spotted Sunoo going into the bathroom to brush his teeth, and before you knew it you were following him in and locking the door behind him.

Again, there was probably a better way to do this.

“Sunoo, will you please just listen for a second?”

“Why should I? I’m being held captive by my little sister!”

“S-Sunoo, please,” you squeaked, voice quivering. “You’ve been avoiding me all week, I just want to talk to you!”

Sunoo crossed his arms. “I don’t really have much to say.”

“But I do!” you exclaimed. “Don’t you think you’re overreacting? You won’t even let me explain myself!”

“Overreacting?” Sunoo repeated in disbelief. “I walked in on you kissing my best friend! How do you think I feel? This whole time, I thought me and Niki were really becoming close, just for me to find out he’s only been coming over to see my sister!”

You paused. Is that really what he thought? “But that isn’t true,” you insisted.

“How am I supposed to know that?” Sunoo, who had been furious just moments before, now seemed overcome by sadness. It was a vulnerability you hadn’t seen in him since you two were kids; his eyes watering and voice weak. He looked at the floor. “Kissing each other is one thing, but straight up lying to me? That’s what I’m really upset about.”

“Sunoo…” An immense amount of guilt settled on your shoulders. You hadn’t even thought about it like that, from Sunoo’s perspective. Now you understood why he was so upset.

You drew in a deep breath and released it, taking a second to steady your breathing before you spoke. “I want to make it very clear that me and Niki have not been sneaking around behind your back. What happened on Saturday was… spur-of-the-moment.”

“Okay,” he said, but he still seemed tense. “But then why did you kiss him in the first place? I knew you and Niki were friends, but I had no idea there might’ve been something more.”

“If I’m being completely honest,” you began, but hesitated. God, this was so embarrassing, but it was the truth. “I’ve liked Niki since I met him. But I genuinely didn’t think he was interested in me like that anyways, so I just tried my best to ignore my crush on him because I knew it would bother you.”

Sunoo didn’t say anything, so you continued. “We got closer as we hung out more and it was purely platonic, but on Saturday we both ended up admitting our feelings, and… well, you know the rest.”

“Unfortunately, I do,” Sunoo quipped. He was looking at you with close attention, but he didn’t seem upset anymore. He was just listening.

“I feel so shitty about it. I really do. We shouldn’t have done that when you were right down the hall and I should’ve communicated with you about my feelings because I knew it would put you in an uncomfortable position. I’m sorry, Sunoo. I’m sorry that I made you feel lied to.”

Sunoo remained quiet for another beat, staring into you like he could see into your soul. You swallowed nervously. Eventually, he spoke.

“Thank you for telling me the truth, y/nnie,” he said, mouth turned upwards in a small smile. “I think I was just really shocked more than anything. I had no idea what to think.”

You giggled, your face turning a little red. “Well, in your defense, I think that would shock anyone.”

“Yeah you might be right,” he laughed.

“I know you must feel a little awkward though. I mean, Niki’s one of your closest friends.”

“Yeah, I do feel awkward, I won’t lie about that,” he admitted. “But you can’t control who you like. Besides, I’d rather you be with Niki than some weirdo. He’s a great guy.”

You snorted, looking at him with hopeful eyes. “So, we’re good?”

He rolled his eyes, but a grin adorned his face. “Yes, dummy, we’re good.”

He pulled you into a tight hug and you felt the anxious knot in your stomach finally come undone. You threw your arms around Sunoo and buried your head in his shoulder. Finally, you had your best friend back.

“So, does this mean you and Niki are gonna get like, matching heart lockets or something?”

“Ew. What?” you laughed, poking your brother in his side.

“Just a question!”

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For whatever reason, the entirety of your decision making skills left your brain the moment you had to choose an ice cream flavor. There were the basics like chocolate and vanilla, and they were reliable. But what if you were feeling adventurous? Maybe rocky road was a better choice, or even cookie dough… jeez. You genuinely believed you would have an easier time naming your firstborn child.

“It’s not a life or death decision, y/nnie,” Niki teased. “Just pick one.”

“It might as well be,” you grumbled as you continued to scrutinize the menu with serious contemplation.

“If you don’t choose something in the next five minutes I’m leaving you here.”

You shot him a glare, but there was no real malice behind it. Soft house music filled the small establishment, as well as the quiet chatter of other patrons. Niki stood behind you, looming, yet his presence was always comforting. This had been his idea, of course. After what had been a rather tiresome day at school, Niki had insisted that you two do something ‘fun’, and before you knew it, he had grabbed you by the hand and brought you here. You were happy. You just wish picking a flavor wasn’t so impossible.

Niki squeezed your shoulder, leaning in to talk to directly in your ear. “I can just choose for you, if you want,” he offered, his tone affectionate and warm. 

“...That actually sounds like a good idea. Thanks.” You smiled, leaning back into him ever so slightly. You couldn’t see him, but you could tell that he was also smiling, probably finding your indecisiveness throughly hilarious. With a gentle pat to your head, he stepped past you to order at the counter.

“May I please have a scoop of double chocolate chip with melted fudge--” he briefly glanced at you, then continued, “--and a scoop of matcha ice cream please? Thank you.”

You pursed your lips, intrigued by his choice for you. Niki began rooting through his pockets and you grabbed his wrist.

“I can pay for my own, Niki,” you insisted.

He removed your hold on his arm, smiling as he gazed down at you. “Don’t worry about it, y/nnie.” He cupped your cheek in his hand, eyes gleaming with a fondness you couldn’t quite place, and your heartbeat stuttered. “Besides, what kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn’t buy a treat for my girlfriend?”

A fierce blush spread across your face. Boyfriend. Girlfriend. You were never going to get used to that. Clearly proud of himself, he smirked and turned back towards the cashier to hand him the cash. After successfully retrieving the ice cream, he handed you yours.

“C’mon,” he said, jerking his head towards the door. “Let’s sit outside. The weather’s nice.”

Ice cream in hand, you followed him towards the exit. Niki pushed the door open with his hip, holding it there and motioning for you to go ahead. Grinning, you obliged, brushing past him and immediately being greeted by the crisp weather. The door closed with the happy jingle of its bell. The two of you decided to situate yourselves on a nearby bench, content to eat your ice cream while partaking in some good old-fashioned people watching.

“You know, I’ve never had matcha ice cream before,” you commented, carefully observing the green scoop nestled in a waffle cone.

Niki looked over at you and grinned. “Well, I hope you like it then.”

You carefully tasted some of the ice cream, Niki watching you expectantly. After pondering its flavor for a moment, you looked back at him and nodded in approval. “Wow, it’s actually really good! How’d you know I’d like this?”

He smiled. “I just know you better than anyone, huh?”

You smiled back at him and scooted a bit closer so that you were comfortably nestled into his side. Even though you and Niki were dating officially now, the flustered butterflies in your stomach were still very much present. But now, they weren’t as much nervousness as they were adoration. Everything about Niki was just so lovable. And, in addition to his cute smile and sense of humor, he made you feel so secure. Truly, he was your safe place.

“You okay?” Niki asked, voice concerned. He must’ve noticed you spacing out.

You smiled at him reassuringly. “Yeah, I’m just… really happy.”

Niki beamed. “Me too, y/nnie. Me too.”

He looked at you, expression soft, his nose slightly brushing yours. With a small smile, you leaned in and met him in the middle. And this time it wasn't sneaky or scary. It was perfect.

[jeanieinthesky]

pray tell your views on special delivery service

so glad you asked 😚😚

'postman pat: special delivery service' is government propaganda

since the 1981 postman pat has graced british television screens, bringing children and adults alike a humble form of entertainment.

and this humbleness is really what gives postman pat his charm, and the reason the show is so timeless.

so when time takes its toll and its time for a reboot, what do they do? what direction do the writers choose to take this ever loved character

THEY GIVE THE BASTARD A HELICOPTER.

why.

who seriously thought to themselves 'that pat lad needs a helicopter license. that'll bring some pizazz.'

NO. THIS CANNOT STAND.

does your local postie have a helicopter? no. so why should pat???

pat serves as a happy reminder of the simple joys of british life, so giving the bugger a helicopter (during the economic crash of 2008 mind you) only alienated the now mindless blobs watching.

'so why have they done this???' i hear you desperately cry from your seat 'whyyyy!!!!'

personally i think its just to sell toys to young boys, because young boys love helicopters (?)

but there is a darker theory behind this.

ladies and gentlemen and others: 'postman pat: special delivery service' is government propaganda

awfully convenient how sds and the economic crash first happened the same month isnt it?

this marked the start of a recession, where the poor get poorer and the rich get richer

so that the british public didn't suspect anything of their lavish lifestyle, the rich and elite (who all have friends in the government, or are in it themselves) started subliminal messaging on the broadcasting company they fund, the bbc.

and what better character than postman pat? the epiphany of what it means to be an average british man. pats a perfectly average, hardworking man, and we trust him. pats been there since the 80s, he has experience, he knows whats lit and whats not.

the subliminal messaging forces the guilt onto the general publics shoulders.

'if pat can afford a helicopter, why cant you? work harder for the companies we own and you might just get a helicopter!' - the government circa 2008

ladies and gentlemen and others reject the ways of special delivery service. it is the first step in closing the wealth gap

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[rustedhearts]

hi rolly, hope all is well. i recently read "but i love him", and i think ive said this before, i cant remember, but your ability to capture very specific experiences/emotions really makes all of your fics stand out! like apart from the very well done characterisation (with each character/variation of steve and reader having a unique character voice), and atmospheric narrative that makes it easy to immerse in the scene, each story feels very coherent and complete thematically, even if its part of a larger series. i know its literally around only 1.5k words and written with a sort of particular goal in mind and so not like a totally accurate representation, but it was kind of fascinating from an outsider's perspective of like, what general setting a small (from the general sounds of it white coded) midwestern town would look like, especially as someone who grew up in a very urban environment with lots of other fellow immigrants and first generation people, and mostly read books that tend to reflect those specific experiences.

Its literally written as a warning but i was sort of shocked at how much of a bad taste in my mouth this guy put in my mouth?? like yeah he sucks, but i don't think his specific treatment of the reader is like, that egregiously worse than like some of boxer!steve's behaviour, or like the straight up abuse of power that is present in priest!steve. I thought about it, and, i think some if it is because of the fact that the boxer and priest are introduced with a charming and charismatic first impression.

but also i think its because of the aesthetic tones you've used really well! Your priest!steve series have always felt, at least to me, like some sort of southern gothic horror/romance, like crimson peak, where the high aesthetic of the language describing moral decay turns it into a story of appreciating that aesthetic beauty rather than examining that moral decay, which then gives readers pause to examine their own complicity in moral decay at a larger structural level. i really hope that made any sense but basically the way its written so beautifully, all the warm, gauzy summer scenes, and attractiveness of the various characters, movie-like dialogues, and sex charged scenes, distract me from the horror of the situation, that only really sets in after like a minute, and then i am doubly horrified which also weirdly is very aesthetically pleasing. i am trapped in a cycle it seems. boxer!steve similarly, especially at later points, is surrounded by like luxuries and wealth and a buzzing of californian excitement that make his actions seem smaller than they really are, especially when he apologises in the earlier chapters and i know there's a charged scene coming and allow myself to, again, get swept away in the beauty of the language that you wield really beautifully and effectively, despite being the polar opposite of a hot Christian Georgia town.

I think with this fic, the aesthetic pleasure was not as present immediately in the setting. Cold and lonesome with a guy introduced as angry doesn't give the same fantasy as sun soaked southern summer or wild shimmering california girlfriend, but it had a really unique hook all the same. the cold you wrote was so good, i swear it made me dread the canadian winter already and while it was strange sort of seeing the already dampened enthusiasm these two had when i'm used to seeing the honeymoon phase first, it also made me curious to see why these two did stay with each other, like on a character analysis level. as uncomfortable as i was in the cold, i was also uncomfortable because of the frosty relationship in the room and was caught between wanting to see them fight or make up, anything to see more of their extreme reactions to cut the cold you put in the room, to heat myself up. And omg! You did! in a way that felt true to what we knew about these people and let us know more about them (reader's desire to be possessed by a singular person who loves her to the point of wanting to cage her in and possess her and her doing a lot of the emotional labour and reparation after a fight), and that fit the tone of the rest of the story so well. there was always a feeling of something larger than both of them during that whole scene, like she was fixing a symptom and not the root cause (his anger and emotional issues, her not being able to get out of this), which is true, but you wrote it like a haunting ghost, always lingering even when you want it gone. specifically, what spoke out to me was when she looks at the cross on the wall, and then the one he has tattooed on his knuckle, and it felt almost odd, like he was taking this very real part of someone's faith and turning it into his own variation of an intimidation tactic, and seeing it in the bedroom felt just off kilter to me. And the car ride....omg....even when they're making up he will do something horrible! and she just sits there! hearing the yells but only in short bursts of scuffles, and then having him come back bruised and grinning while she sort of sits in horror and unsure felt like you captured a microcosm of their whole dynamic. idk if i'm making it much worse/darker than you intended and if so i apologise! i am genuinely excited to see how they will play out, specifically reader's desire to be consumed almost it seems for the price of love!

this is so insanely long and i tried editing it to make it shorter but i really apologise for the length. you're such a talent and reading your work always makes me excited to analyse and try to pick up on your thematic and aesthetic choices that you always execute with such grace and we are all so lucky that you've decided to share this beautiful literature with us for free.

you never fail to blow me away with these asks, and every time you send one i genuinely try and sit and soak it all in and appreciate it, because wow!!! i’m so spoiled!! 💓💓💓

i also think you live in my head, because you completely understand everything and its purpose lol. i’m convinced you’re just a little chunk of my brain living somewhere else

this steve is definitely different because he’s bad for bad’s sake. like you said, there’s no passion behind why he commits these crimes. his reason is literally just “because he wanted to.” it’s just a cycle he was always bound to end up in. with boxer!steve, his overprotective jess and jealousy stems from his passion for libby. with pastor!steve, his icky, slimy grossness stems from desire for delilah.

this steve is just…evil, honestly.

[puckness]

CELESTIALS YAYEA

i know you guys like mythicals but what is celestials… i promise more mythical stuff soon….. (revived celestials by the way not the old before christ ones) also im sorry this is so long... i do 2 headcanons per character AND MY HEADCANONS ARE USUALLY LONG SO 

attmoz can’t and i mean CANT play the drums, if he tried it would sound like someone getting ran over or nails on a chalk board which is psychically not possible WHICH MEANS WHEN THEY PLAY THE DRUMS THEY BREAK EVERYTHING 

they also just randomly hit celestials on the head with his guitar so they don’t know who hit them, and they just start random fights about it plixie’s head can kinda just... burst... open at times. it doesn’t hurt though it just feels like.. tingly and the other celestials freak out when it happens (furnoss is the one who fixes it) before starhenge fell, plixie used to have a small crush on attmoz and would never admit to it (galvana and blassoom knew), when bein revived though plixie remembered a strong connection with attmoz, but not the crush part glaishur surprisingly... LOVES SUMMER. they get so bummed out when they can’t play on fallen starhenge and have to go under some shade cause them and their little glacier.. drum thing will melt  their really great friends with torrt though, they talk about stuff together or something furnoss cant cook on their life. in a life or death situation and furnoss had to cook your literally getting a burnt ramen noodle that’s doesn’t even have broth, then they’d eat it. cause. curiosity is high in a kid Heavy italian accent. (and is the tallest of the celestials, but probably one of the most kind hearted) blassoom once accidentally spilled seeds in loodvigg’s piano, it caused some plants to accidentally grow, loodvigg cut them off but kept some cause they looked nice (loodvigg won’t admit to them liking it, and they don’t know that it was blassoom since hornacle also helps planting) did you guys see that one image where attmoz was challenging blassoom to a one leg challenge.. and ATTMOZ WAS STANDING ON THE EDGE??? OF FALLEN STARHENGE??? i like to think that blassoom thought the idea was funny, but also incredibly stupid. like blassoom is that one friend who is always worried for you and is prepared for the worst... hornacle and scaratar DEFINITELY go on little adventures together that they think are real, like exploring the “jeweled caves” when its actually just syncopite hornacle also has a heavy german accent but talks like a 50 year old grandpa would (EVEN WHEN OLD) TORRT IS LAARRGEE. IN A GOOD WAY. like a bernese mountain dog but like 2 times larger  also this thing can LIFT. can probably sustain a whole ecosystem on its back vhamp can be ridden on its back like a horse (galvana has tried, old and young) the reason why vhamp looks so worn out when older is because hornacle would always try to ride on its back old and young and it would end up with galvana and plixie having to fix them  most of the celestials have tempted galvana into using their orb (i dont know what it is hel) into a ball, which they tried once. NEVER. AGAIN. baby galvana still likes to lead the celestials, they are the smallest out of the younger celestials but the strongest (beat torrt in an arm wrestle three times in a row) scaratar knows that a few of the celestials are afraid of bugs, ESPECIALLY attmoz, a little inchworm makes him want to scream. so scaratar, knowing this specifically crowds around attmoz so their beetles crawl on them, and the more scaratar does it the more the beetles take a liking to attmoz scaratar is also starhenge’s prankster, the MOST VILE ONE.  loodvigg knows everyone’s secrets, plixie is secretly afraid of the dark, so whenever its just loodvigg and plixie awake they make everything go... pitch black. BIG fan of museums, thinks they are perfect in every way syncopite and torrt like to taunt glaishur with rocks and stuff, since ice is very fragile they ADORE shiny stuff too, like a crow basically. you show syncopite a shiny charm or something and.. its not yours anymore. ITS SYNCOPITE’S. 

[borathae]

Chapter 2

That dick is all over campus” call that a hoeyager

oh they are very serious oof

running for her life?? TAE WHAT ARE YOU ABOUT TO DO TO ME???

“A gentleman’s secret muhee hee hee hee

“Your car is really sexy truer words ahve never been spoken

Do you enjoy music? watch his ass play johnny marvin

WHAT IS DOIJG ?? *im guessing he can charm/manipulate minds?

You didn’t want to say this, why did you say this? MOM(2seok,kook) PICK ME UP IM SCARED

You shiver and blink, feeling as if you finally found the way out of something. But what?  BYE TAEHYUNG UM I WILL COME BACK TO YOU, later..... like 500 years later as reincarnation bye

I knew that you would enjoy this place”, hOW DID U KNOW??

(footsteps)Taehyung’s were silent. STOP BYE IM LEAVIMG IM SCARED KOOK SHOULD HAVE BEEN FASTER TO COLLECT ME AAH

every lovely lady I spent time with, always shifts to my descent sooner or later.” whoops hee hee

“I want to talk to that source one day, they seem to have the raunchiest details about artists” mr. dracula must be fluttering

resting bitch face is very annoying, especially when it looks like a certain someone and u cant rest it, even at home (was a struggle in lockdown)

“It’s a little eerie here HOMEGIRL IS THAT THE ONLY THING U FOUND EERIE YET???

ofc a murderer wouldnt tell you, imagine u going

excuse me, young lady, you look really good tonight

-oh thank you, u shouldnt have

well i have to, cuz its going to be your last night.

-what?

im a murderer, so let me just stabby stab yeah?

-oh yeah sure why not, since u are polite

ok mr. not a murderer, would u mind making me hungry for more healthier stuff??? and also not let me gain weight???? thank yew

such a big house????? that you own???? in this economy????

Are you going to cook dinner for me? nope he is about to pull a hannibal and make u the dinner for all the housemates 😭

I fear not, I am quite terrible in the kitchen. But worry not, you will still get delicious food. sir i wisheth u stopped thy habit of speaking old english (jk, go on, make me laugh lol, i literally pulled on my old pants that comes up to knees and wore socks above)

A scarlet red rope adorns his naked body, opened in the front to reveal his toned torso and the matching silk pants adorning his sculpted legs. I AM HOE, SERVANT, AND MAID AND YOURS PERSONALLY, HOW MAY I SERVE YOU, SIR????

descending down the stairs like a graceful cat. ah the line is so good i love it, i can see it, not like i wasnt seeing 95% of the scenes like a movie in my head

she snorted she snorted SHE SNORTED GOOD NIGHT

He answered it clearly and loudly. WHAT DID HE SAY AAH

Where did he get that glass from? You can’t remember watching him stand up and get it. Or did he have it all this time already? boi what goes on

The movie about the messy street rat helping that weak cook U LIVED THAT LONG AND THATS YOUR OPINION??? UNCULTURED SWINE

his movie is a masterpiece. It’s about friendship and love and overcoming stereotypes, it’s so much more than just a rat helping a cook PERIOD TELL EM SIS

CARS ISNT BAD JIMINSHI MY LOVE

I like to refresh my memory sometimes SIR ANOTHER HINT AAH

How could I, a mere mortal man, sleep next to your beautiful body and not be tempted by my carnal desires?” MORTAL MAN??? U SURE ABOUT THAT?

feeling that i’ve seen them before somewhere” SAY WHAT OMG she is indeed special, i mean obviously why would 2seok call her and kook say we smell good

Do not open your doors tonight. Keep them locked.” THEY GOT DEAD BODIES PT 2

HUH??? how did she end up in the library?? does opening the door even for a second cause such stuff?

omg bad boi yoongles came to save us

the suspense is killing me the foreshadowing is hecking great

and im already excited to know more about all characters *squeaks

heheheh I love your reviews hehehe thank youuuu 💜💜

That dick is all over campus” call that a hoeyager

LMAOAO FOR REAL jfajds f

running for her life?? TAE WHAT ARE YOU ABOUT TO DO TO ME???

SUSPICIOUS INDEEEED

WHAT IS DOIJG ?? *im guessing he can charm/manipulate minds?

mhmhmhmmhmhmmmmmmmmmhhhhmmm 👀

You didn’t want to say this, why did you say this? MOM(2seok,kook) PICK ME UP IM SCARED

BESTIE HE IS DANGEROUS LIKE HELPPP

You shiver and blink, feeling as if you finally found the way out of something. But what?  BYE TAEHYUNG UM I WILL COME BACK TO YOU, later..... like 500 years later as reincarnation bye

LIKE LISTEN WHAT IS HE DOINNG??? HELLELEOOOO

I knew that you would enjoy this place”, hOW DID U KNOW??

👀👀👀👀👀

(footsteps)Taehyung’s were silent. STOP BYE IM LEAVIMG IM SCARED KOOK SHOULD HAVE BEEN FASTER TO COLLECT ME AAH

GIRLIEPOPS WE ARE SCARED

resting bitch face is very annoying, especially when it looks like a certain someone and u cant rest it, even at home (was a struggle in lockdown)

Oh no I'm sorry to hear that you can't even relax at home :/ I'm manifesting a safer living situation for you 💜💜

such a big house????? that you own???? in this economy????

so he rich RICH i see i see

Are you going to cook dinner for me? nope he is about to pull a hannibal and make u the dinner for all the housemates 😭

GIRL LEGIT LIKE PLEASE HELP HER

A scarlet red rope adorns his naked body, opened in the front to reveal his toned torso and the matching silk pants adorning his sculpted legs. I AM HOE, SERVANT, AND MAID AND YOURS PERSONALLY, HOW MAY I SERVE YOU, SIR????

lmao for real fjasjdfa

descending down the stairs like a graceful cat. ah the line is so good i love it, i can see it, not like i wasnt seeing 95% of the scenes like a movie in my head

GAAH EHEH THANK YOUU <33333

CARS ISNT BAD JIMINSHI MY LOVE

i must let you know that Cars is not Jimin's fave movie, Tae was just teasing him HAHAHAHAHAH i don't think that Jimin even has a fave movie tbhf JFAJDSFJ

feeling that i’ve seen them before somewhere” SAY WHAT OMG she is indeed special, i mean obviously why would 2seok call her and kook say we smell good

mmhmhmmhmhmhmmhmmmmm

Do not open your doors tonight. Keep them locked.” THEY GOT DEAD BODIES PT 2

LIKE SHE IS REALLY GONE NOW ISNT SHE FJASDFJ

HUH??? how did she end up in the library?? does opening the door even for a second cause such stuff?

mhmhmmmmmmmm 👀

omg bad boi yoongles came to save us

he is so hot tbfh.

the suspense is killing me the foreshadowing is hecking great and im already excited to know more about all characters *squeaks

gaah thank youu <333 I'm so happy that you're enjoying it so much heheheheh thank you for reading ilyy

[melonteee]

tbh i genuinely dont understand why zoro is as popular as he is. i dont mean this in an 'ugh he sucks!' way but, like, compared to the other strawhats i always feel like he's lacking... something. idk what. he's a good character, but where as i can really get into the others on there own, digging it when they have solo adventures, zoro only really interests me when hes interacting the other strawhats. his solo moments fall flat.

he feels like a character who people like more cuz he gets a lotta cool battle/'bro' moments than anything else.

again, im not hating on zoro, he has a lot of great qualities. if anything im baffled because i cant even exactly pin point what the rest have that he lacks (in my eye)! its just... like robin or frankey or usopp or brooke or, yes, even sanji have this depth that is so much more intereging and enjoyable, i simply cant understand having zoro as a fave with them around. hes just. there.

Zoro is just very cool to a lot of men lol. But outside of that, I totally understand his popularity because he’s a very stable character, he feels like someone you want as a friend because you know he’ll always look out for you. He’s also someone you can desire to be due to his insane strength of will and drive to achieve a near impossible dream.

Zoro’s one of my top favourites as well, but for me it’s because he subverted my expectations! I expected him to be so boring and stoic, instead? He was so funny and goofy, he’s literally a charming idiot. He’s got a scary face and a heart of gold, and the way he clearly WANTS to be cool and WORKS to be cool is just so silly and endearing to me. Because I stand by that Zoro isn’t naturally cool, it’s a conscious effort he makes to be cool, and it makes me wanna pinch his cheeks and say he’s so cute for it lol.

I know a lot of guys don’t see him that way, but with how Zoro honestly gets embarrassed pretty easily, he’s just a cute guy LMAO I find it really hard not to like him and tease him. Tons of people like Zoro simply because he’s got different sides and qualities to him that different people see and latch onto!

[jenoutof10]

Thanks for answering my ask before. If you don't mind me asking (again), can I ask, who are your top 10 favorite characters (can be from books/ manga/ anime/movies/tv series)? Why do you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before......

HAHHA don't worry these asks are fun and i enjoy them so don't apologize for giving me a good time. i do apologise for taking such a long time w these asks, im actually horrible at articulating my thoughts (which is why i am not a writer HA) i think i might be forgetting some characters, or maybe i just dont have alot of faves

1. itoshi rin (blue lock)

i feel like he sticks out like a sore thumb here but he's very much no. 1... something about him being an antisocial introverted hater with abandonment issues, but also has skills to back up his arrogance and (besides all the hate he lets fester within him) actually has a pretty healthy lifestyle.

2. itadori yuuji (jujutsu kaisen)

everything about yuuji is so inherently GOOD and it both interests + pains me to see him being put through all these trials and tribulations of a dark shonen mc 😭

3. gojo satoru (jujutsu kaisen)

i think, like rin, what makes him so interesting is that he has this arrogant and disrespectful personality but then again he's literally the strongest so you cant do jack shit about it. but on the other hand he's this playful goofy (incapable) teacher who spoils his students. i also love OP (to the point it dont make sense) characters.

4. dazai osamu (bungo stray dogs)

i find his inability to be truly happy in any universe fascinating.

5. tachihara michizo (bungo stray dogs)

if i explained it would be major spoilers for s4 and s5 of bsd so i'll just say that his contribution to the plot in the recent seasons really did it for me. the jump from s1 to s4 was a KICK.

6. mikage reo (blue lock)

he's a sopping wet sock. i think this is what people call a gap moe... this perfect, highly capable and charming individual turns into the most pathetic instance of man when his best friend leaves him.

7. giorno giovanna (jojo's bizarre adventure: golden wind)

his birth origins are alr wild. his stand is wild. his battle strategies are wild. his ending is wild. he (alongside jotaro) is probably the least expressive but his personality is so unique lol. a lil rascal.

8. kita shinsuke (haikyuu!!)

its been a while since anyone has mentioned haikyuu for me but kita remains as one of my fav characters LOL i think he's just very refreshing since the cast is full of hungry teenage monsters eager to win and he's almost like a breeze of calm HAHA. the inarizaki team is also very dear to me bcs theyre packed w such cool and strong characters that interact dynamically lol

9. tsukumo yuki (jujutsu kaisen)

honestly, she was the most interesting female character in jujutsu kaisen (for me) until gege decided to trash her. her appearances from todo's flashbacks to her in shibuya were all so badass, plus shes a good example of a character type i really like that radiates strong-confident-fighter aura but isnt really the brooding/dark type... but fun! ykyk. (oot but i REALLY wanted yuki at #9 bcs of her name LOL, realistically she wouldve been at #7)

10. raiden ei (genshin impact) + raiden shogun

again, another insanely OP character that it doesn't even make sense. her lore is crazy. the second raiden quest was what got me hooked (best story quest ever lol), i honestly can't pinpoint what it is from that quest since its been a while but it changed my whole perspective on her and i've been a raiden fan since. a combination of design, personality, lore, and strength (and additionally the raiden ensemble)

honorable mentions:

kaedehara kazuha, zhongli (genshin)

higashikata josuke (jojo's bizarre adventure: diamond is unbreakable)

lelouch lamperouge (code geass)

oda sakunosuke (bungou stray dogs)