#I still kinda stand by my point I feel like I would be really productive with 4 arms

[everyfandomsprincess]

You know when I was in elementary school (like around 2-3 grade)

I would always think about how cool and useful it would be if humans had four arms

…Now I realize is all because of this fucker

#like I hadn’t thought about it in years #then I remembered and tried to think of where my 8 year old mind was #then it clicked #I still kinda stand by my point I feel like I would be really productive with 4 arms #ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago masters of spinjitzu #ninajgo Garmadon #lord garmadon #ninjago lord garmadon

[watermelonlovershigh]

can we have a scenario with Harry where the R is on her period and throwing up and harrys just trying his best to comfort her 😫🥺🥺

AN: i hope i did your request justice. luckily i've never had to experience throwing up from my period so i don't know how it's exactly like. so i just hope its kinda sorta accurate in how i describe the cramps making reader feel and get sick. also whoever requested this, please let me know what you think. feedback is really important for us writers.

This story contains: fluff, period leaking (kinda), being sick (puking) due to period cramps, comfort

{ boyfriendrry - soft!harry - think of fine line harry era - harry is not famous in this story }

word count- 2,173

While staying the night at your boyfriend Harry's house, you get your period and then end up getting sick due to painful period cramps.

You've known Harry for about two years. For most of those two years you were just friends. But about a month ago you finally confessed your harboring feelings for each other and now you're officially a thing. A couple. Dating more or less.

Yes you both were scared that if something happened with your relationship that your friendship would be over, but you just had to have a little bit of faith. Faith that no matter what happened your friendship comes first and foremost.

Now because this relationship is fairly new, Harry hasn't seen you at your most vulnerable states yet. Most vulnerable states as in when you're crying or sick or even the ups and downs you go through with your period. Well besides sex because you're both impatient, horny people. Because when you two were just friends, you were mainly friends within a friend group. Meaning you weren't like the closest friends ever.

Though over time you became closer as just friends and that's how you both realized you had feelings for each other. Still, Harry had yet to see you at your low points. But tonight that all changes.

Tonight, you were planning to spend the night at Harry's house. You've spent most nights at his house since becoming girlfriend and boyfriend if you're being honest. You just love the comfort Harry and his home brings to you.

Now unlike most nights that you stay over, you told Harry beforehand that you weren't in the mood for sex. You're not sure why but you had this pit feeling in your stomach that was secretly warning you of what's to come and that made you not want sex tonight.

You even told him if he'd rather you not come over because you didn't want sex to just tell you. But Harry just laughed through the phone and said that was ridiculous. That of course he still wants you to stay over. He doesn't just want to see you because of the sex. He loves you more than that.

The night started off well. Harry had ordered some chinese take-out and you both ate the delicious food while watching a romcom on his sofa. Eventually after you finished eating, you ended up cuddling into one another on the couch with a big fluffy blanket over top of you. That is until you felt the all too familiar feeling of your period starting. "Fuck," you hissed out.

"What?" Harry questioned quickly from his position as the big spoon behind you.

Going to stand up, you replied, "Um, think I started my period." At this point you knew there wasn't any way to hide the fact your period just started because you were staying the night at his house for fucks sake.

Harry had a frown on his face and goes to let you know, "Oh, well that's alright. I have some pad and tampons under my bathroom sink. Keep'um there for things like this." God, you're about ready to marry this man on the spot. His thoughtfulness is killing you.

You nodded your head and said shyly, "Okay, thank you. I'll be right back." You rushed off to the bathroom before you leaked too much in your panties and finally made it in time to collect the products you needed. Harry even bought the good brands too. Bless his heart.

After inserting a tampon and using a pad for extra protection, you were good to go. Except you realized just how tired you were now. It was nearly eleven at night anyways. So when you made it back down the stairs to Harry's living room where he had paused the movie to wait on you, you asked nervously, "Can, um, we just go to bed? I'm kinda tired now."

Without any thought, Harry stood up from the sofa and said, "Yeah, of course. Is everythin' alright with your period though. Need anythin' else?" If he doesn't stop being so nice you will be getting married tomorrow.

You shook your head, "No, I mean, yes I'm okay. Caught it right in time so I didn't leak through my clothes, thankfully. And my cramps usually start a few hours after I start. So I'm not in any pain right now. Just sleepy."

Harry turned the tv off and grabbed your hand to hold while walking up the stairs with you. "Good, but let me know if that changes. Don't be afraid to wake me up, okay. I won't mind." he commented.

A few moments later you were cuddled up in bed and ready to sleep. Your periods always made you extremely tired. Physically and mentally. Then not even five minutes into your cozy cuddles, you were asleep.

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As your eyes glance over at Harry's alarm clock you can see the time now is four am. You were sleeping peacefully until you started getting your first wave of period cramps. To hopefully will them away, you take some deep breaths and lay in a fetal position to try and fall back asleep. But you quickly realize that's not going to happen.

Now if you were at your house, you'd go take some medicine to help with your period cramps but beings that you're at your boyfriend's house, you didn't want to risk waking him up. Though he told you he wanted you to wake him if you needed anything, you just couldn't find it in you to do that.

I mean you're not necessarily embarrassed you got your period at Harry's house because he is a grown, mature man that knows women get periods. But it's more so about you being in such a vulnerable position in front of him for the first time. To your luck though, the period and the cramps were not even the worst of your worries right now. It's the creeping nausea that's blooming in your stomach.

You don't always get sick on your periods but you do more often than most you'd say. Like every three period cycles. And it's mostly from the cramps getting so bad that they make you feel and get sick. Oh how you wish on anything that this months period wouldn't be one of the months you get sick on your period. Especially not on a night you're staying at Harry's house.

As you continue to lay in bed beside a sleeping Harry, your cramps get worse and your nausea also gets worse. To the point you know you must get out of bed if you don't want to be sick all over his bed and floor. So you scramble to remove yourself from Harry's duvet and scurry over to his bathroom that's to the right of his room. But due to the room being pitch black, you accidently knock something off the night stand on your side of the bed which in turn wakes Harry up.

At this point you don't care that you've knocked something over nor do you care if it woke Harry up. All that you care about is not being sick on the floor. When you make it inside the bathroom, you flip the light switch on and run over to the toilet. Luckily you have a moment to prepare yourself for what's to come so you reach back to collect your messy hair out of your face and kneel down on the cold, hard floor.

Back in the bedroom, Harry is sat up very confused as to what's going on. The only thing he can assume is that you felt yourself starting to leak and ran to go change your products out. But when he hears your first dry heave, he knows that's not the case. He jumps out of bed and rushes to the bathroom so he can help you in any way he can.

"Hey, hey," Harry coos while finally reaching your kneeled body, "shhh, it's alright. Let it out, y/n. Your tummy will feel so much better." And just like that, after multiple harsh dry heaves, you begin to actually throw up. Which isn't pleasant and especially not pleasant when you ate chinese food for dinner.

Harry replaces your hand with his so he's now the one holding your hair back. You're in so much pain that you barely register he's in the bathroom with you. All you know is that your uterus feels like it's being kicked and punched repeatedly and you're so nauseous because of that.

You throw up for what feels like minutes until you finally catch a break. With his free hand, Harry collects some toilet paper and dabs it around your mouth and nose. Then he tosses it in the toilet and reaches up to flush the nasty contents. You whisper out an embarrassed, "Thank you."

"No need to thank me, love. Hate seein' you like this. Is it your period that's making you sick? Or the chinese? Because if it's the chinese food then I should be a little worried since we ate the same thing." Harry replies.

"No um, forgot to mention but um, sometimes on my periods my cramps get so bad that it makes me get sick. Sorry you're having to see me like this. I know I probably look and smell gross. You can go back to bed if you want."

Biting back, Harry responds, "Hey, y/n, it's totally fine. I understand periods are painful for women. And if it makes you sick then that's alright. But I will do everythin' in my power to help you not feel sick anymore. And I am not leavin' you in here by yourself. I don't care that you're sick in front of me. We are in a relationship so it was gonna happen eventually anyways, right? Now do you still feel like you're going to throw up?"

You answer hoarsely, "Kinda, but if i had some medicine I think that would stop it. It's just my cramps hurt so bad I can barely move."

"Alright," Harry softly speaks, "stay here and let me get you some medicine." He stands up on cracking knees and searches through his medicine cabinet a few feet away. "Okay, here is some zofran for your nausea and here is some pain pills for your period cramps. Let me grab you a cup of water."

After filling a paper cup full of water and collecting the medicine, Harry comes back over to you and kneels down on the hard bathroom floor beside your body. He hands them to you and with shaky hands you take the cup of water and swallow down the pills. Then he grabs the now empty cup back from you and tosses it into the trash can beside the toilet.

Being patient with you, Harry doesn't suggest going back to bed until you feel ready enough to do so. He just sits beside you and gently grazes his fingers up and down your back. Once the zofran has kicked in, you don't feel sick anymore. You just feel achy and slightly gross.

Breaking the silence, you ask, "Can I take a shower and then go back to sleep? I feel all gross but also so tired again."

"Of course you can, baby. Let me get you a towel and an extra pair of clothes from your bag, okay." Harry gets up to do just that and you stand up realizing you need to use the toilet as well. But you'll wait until he returns with your stuff.

When Harry does return with your stuff, he gives your forehead a kiss and says, "Take your time, y/n. I'll be in bed waiting on you. Call for me if you need anythin''." And with that, he leaves and you're finally left alone to use the bathroom and shower.

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When you re-enter Harry's bedroom after your shower, you expect to see him fast asleep again. But no, he's propped up in bed watching Friends on the television that hangs on the wall in front of his bed. He turns his head towards you with a sleepy smile on his face. "How was your shower? All good?"

You nod and answer while climbing back into bed beside him. "Mhm, it was good. And um, thank you for taking care of me tonight. Really appreciate it."

"Awe, baby," Harry coos, turning the tv off and helping you move closer to him, "no need to thank me. It kills me to know you sometimes have to deal with your periods side effects alone. I love taking care of you." With your head now on his chest, he tilts his head down to peck your forehead with a kiss and questions, "Is your tummy feelin' better now? Not nauseous anymore?"

Tiredly, you shake your head no against his chest and whisper, "Just slight cramping but nothing like it was before. The medicine is working. Love you."

Knowing you're not in excruciating pain anymore, sleep starts to take over Harry's body too again. But not before he can mutter out an, "I love you, too."

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[k-odyssey]

I've finally watched episode 8 of Lovely Runner.

First of all, Sun Jae's so cute! I love the duality of him, being both a cool superstar and the kind of man who barely manages to act normal around his crush. He works so hard to conceal just how much he likes her!

Second: that was a good first kiss. (Yes, I remember the drunken teenage kiss but that doesn't really count for me. They didn't have the same level of information back then. He was a teenager and she was drunk.) I liked that he sensed her pulling back, and let her meet him halfway instead. She had a choice in this, and she decided she wanted him.

It especially matters for him, I think, because he's very conscious of the fact that he liked her first and (kinda) liked her more. She's turned him away before/there's history. So it's basic decency but also, of course he wouldn't force anything on her. He wouldn't have said a word if she hadn't spoken about her feelings first. Thanks drunken friend spilling all of Sun Jae's secrets in front of the girl he likes, I guess. And he didn't do it on purpose either lol.

I don't usually get how a character would still be in love with their first crush at age 30 but Sun Jae does a convincing job. And the Sol he knew is pretty much exactly the same Sol as now. So it tracks. Plus it must be hard, as a celebrity, to figure out if people sincerely like you. So there is the appeal of someone from long ago, who knew you before they turned you into a marketing product. (Although technically Sol never knew him as anything other than Sun Jae who is/ who'll become an idol. But he doesn't know that. Will she ever tell him the whole truth?)

Third: this is exactly what I expected from the psycho taxi driver, and my point stands about the crime aspect of the story. Though you could argue that Sun Jae not being depressed, he didn't take anti-anxiety drugs, which might be why he's alive this time. But I have a feeling he opened his door even though he knew he was in danger!! Which they always do, and it kills me. Would it be so hard to write a scene where a character does NOT have a choice in being harmed? But I should reserve judgement, I haven't seen the flashback yet.

Also, as always, I'm sad that we rarely get dramas about people with visible disabilities and when we do, that part gets erased as the story goes on. It was cool to see a character in a wheelchair, but of course she'd walk again in her happy ending... And it feels like she gets a job because she can walk, pretty much. I hope we get to see her try to change the world for wheelchair users, even if it's in the background, just a little bit. That'd be cool, knowing what she went through.

#kdrama thoughts #lovely runner

[kokusfluffyhair]

Hey, I hope you're doing well! <3🥹

I'm a huge fan of your headcanons, especially for Koku🤭 (bro has me running laps and drooling the second I catch a glimpse of him, and the second you post headcanons about him, it makes me do backflips and cartwheels all around my room)

I was wondering if you could write some headcanons for me? I'd like to see how Kokushibo would react when his female s/o is going through her time of the month, and experiences really bad cramps (to the point of literal nausea and difficulty sleeping or finding a position to stand/sit in due to the immense pain of them, sometimes even hunching over due to the cramps)

(This is my first time requesting anything, so I’m kinda nervous ngl. Also, if you don’t feel comfortable writing stuff like this, it’s totally okay :) <3 thank you for taking the time to read my message though, hope you have a good day/night!!!<33)

(On my period rn, and I’m this close to jumping off the roof🤏 worst cramps I’ve ever had in my whole life holy fuck).

This GIF is so cute oml

Aww thanks 💜 I'm glad you like my headcanons! And I hope you're feeling better!

Kokushibou when it's your time of the month

+ At first, he literally thinks you're dying

+ You have to remind him that it's your period and you're not dying. Once you start explaining to him what periods are, he remembers that his ex-wife long, long ago also had them

+ He then gets kind of uncomfortable, because he doesn't know how to handle these "female" things

+ But he loves you, so he'll try

+ When the symptoms get worse, the first thing he thinks is if he did something wrong

+ You have to guide him through a routine of what things you want. He won't know right away to get some painkiller pills or a hot water bottle for you

+ Of course, this would be the first couple times he experiences you having your period, and after that he'll know what to do

+ He'd get you a fuzzy and soft hot water bottle cover to use. This purple one I found in a Google search would be perfect

(pic from megaknihy.cz)

+ He'd make sure that you have enough different kinds of pillows in case you need to change your position or hunch over in different ways

+ He'd offer to hold you and cuddle you. Whenever you need to change a position, he will do it

+ He would hold the hot water bottle on your lower belly so you don't have to hold it yourself. One of his favourite things would be to lay as big and small spoon and he holds the water bottle against you

+ When you're hungry, he'll get you whatever you're craving, even if it means he has to cook it himself

+ Because he's a demon, he gets kind of ... intrigued ... by the blood smell. So you might find him sniffing around that area like a dog

+ The benefit to this is that he won't complain about the bathroom smelling bad from the used products

+ You might find him taking longer than he should in the bathroom just to be around the smell. If you confront him about it, he will get startled

+ Of course, when you are feeling better, he's very relieved. Even though you tell him that you aren't going to die, he still wonders if it's possible

+ He would try to find out of demon women get their periods, and if they don't, he would offer to make you a demon just so you don't have to go through that anymore (I kind of think they don't get their periods, or if they do, they don't bleed and don't feel anything because they regenerate)

#kokushibo #kokushibou #kokushibo headcanons #kny headcanons #demon slayer headcanons #kokushibou headcanons #kokushibou x you #kokushibo x reader #kokushibou x reader so #kokushibo x yn #kokupuffs

[kaida-beifong]

What's the point of you?

Lucius is use to forward questions, he really is. It's hell after all but there is one question that tends to bother him more then others. ------ Alastor: Well if it isn't our favorite little Prince, finally finished cleaning up your mess? Lucius: One, I am taller then you and two.. Piss off. Alastor: My oh my someone's in a wonderful mood today. What's the matter, did your little beau dump you, maybe find out about her little bastard. Lucius: Go do something productive with your time instead of bugging me Coatrack. Alastor: Actually I have a question, that's why I came to you. Lucius: I'm tempted to tell you to trot off elsewhere. Alastor: I suppose I could just go bother Charlie with my question if you're too grumpy, I'm sure she'd still be willing to make time for her favorite manager, even with her condition bein- Lucius: *growls* Okay, what the fuck do you want?! Alastor: Tsk tsk, so hostile. If you're going to be so moody maybe I should go ask Charlie- Lucius: Just ask your question Alastor. Alastor: What's your purpose? Lucius: ..Excuse me? Alastor: Your purpose, what's the point of you. I mean most don't openly choose to have twins right, and if Charlie married another royal, what would become of you. It kinda makes some sense that she has another woman partner, so I assumed that hey, at least the prince will be useful should she ever need an heir. Seeing as magic was an option all along, I'm now wondering.. What is your purpose. Why do you exist. Lucius: Twins aren't usually planned for one, but why don't you figure it out yourself, not that it's your business anyway. Alastor: It's okay that you don't know, not everyone can know everything. Just makes you kinda useless really. I mean why did they even pick Charlie to take over. Why not you, it just feels like you we're more of donor. If not to create a future heir then maybe some kinda limb or organ donor. Seriously what is the point of you. Lucius: Are you trying to anger me. Alastor: Depends, is it working? Lucius: Fuck off. Alastor: Aww, did I hurt your feelings or do you genuinely not know. Lucius: It's not your business there's your answer. Alastor: So you don't know.. How long has that question plagued your thoughts. Hmm, makes me wonder if you have a place at all- Lucus: You ever think I might be an advisor, a guard or anything along those lines. Alastor: ..No. Cause Vaggie is practically Charlie's little guard on top of helping this place and well let's be fair. Charlie doesn't follow anyone's advice but her own.. And maybe Vaggie's if the idea falls into her own. So no, it doesn't sound like you have much of a purpose in that regard either. Lucius: Fine whatever, think what you want. Alastor: So you don't know either, how interesting. Lucius: I just want you to leave me alone. Is that a lot to ask of the oh so mighty powerful radio demon. To just leave me be. Fuck off somewhere. Alastor: Fine. Seems like you don't know anything more then I do. Must really suck to know you don't stand anywh- Lucius: *Growls* I SAID FUCK OFF! Alastor: Very well.. Lucius: ..Annoying fucking coatrack. I need to go somewhere, blow off steam. ------ Charlie: *Sighs* Vaggie: What's wrong babe? Charlie: Lucius is going to Bee's. Vaggie: Gluttony District, why? Charlie: Didn't say but he only goes there when he's not in a good headspace. Vaggie: I'm sure he'll be fine. Don't over think it, he's probably just stressed with this whole baby thing and still trying to figure out how to talk to Clara. He'll perk up eventually. Charlie: I hope so..

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[linkspooky]

Same anon for the Gojo post - loved your reply and mostly agree. However, although I see his motivations similarly + think it will come to bite him v soon, I kinda sympathise with him as I feel it's the role his strength has pushed him into. Like yes, he has people that care for him but the power difference is so extreme that he has to stand alone even when he's literally melting his brain to keep up. imo Gege might want to show that that much power in one person is inherently not a good thing

Continuing the discussion from [this post] and [this response], I agree anon Gojo is in the end a product of the system that he hates so much. Perhaps that's why Gojo's attempt at rebellion against sorcerer society is so flawed, because in the end he is still the Golden Child of that same society. In traditional Golden Child fashion there's basically no thought paid to the hardships in Gojo's life and he's not really seen as a person outside of his ability as a sorcerer.

Gojo's entire character is a meditation on having unlimited strength, and the limitations that come with it. He even realizes pretty early that all the strength in the world doesn't mean he's always capable of doing whatever he wants, and that he'll be able to save everyone he wants to save. My friend justapanda made a meta on how Gojo's actually one of the most limited characters in the series because of the nature of his strengths. I can list off the similiarities between Sukuna and Gojo all day, but unlike Sukuna, Gojo for the most part uses his strength for the masses and sorcerer society as a whole.

It seems only natural that not only would having the strength to fight a small nation's army single handedly alienate you from your much weaker peers, but also carrying sorcerer society on your back and working alone would only further serve to distance you from others.

Not only does Gojo continually work alone, none of his fellow teachers or sorcerers have any idea who he is - like as a person. There's an extra in volume ten where a lot of the main cast is interviewed about Gojo and they all just say some variation of "he's the strongest".

None of them say anything personal. On top of that we know for a fact several of the people who work with Gojo, including Nanami say that they can't stand him as a person but respect him as a sorcerer.

There's a pretty simliar character in Tokyo Ghoul who occupies the same spot that Gojo does as "The Strongest". An unnatural talent that puts all the other investigators / fighters in the CCG to shame and someone so unshakably strong he has no compettitors and seems untouchable in battle.

On top of that he seems to have no life / role / friends outside of his job. There's even a similiar scene wher eone character tries to interview everyone else to learn more about him.

In a twist it's revealed that despite Arima being the strongest character in the story, with a genius and talent that many people envied was someone with little to no agency over their own life. They're a natural born fighter yes, but in this case that's literal. He's a born and bred child soldier and that's the only thing he was ever allowed to be.

He's a character born to fight and kill ghouls, and nothing else. Even though he's perfect at what he does, he hates his life, he hates that he was born only to kill and he wants out of it. To the point where he turns against the society that made him just like Gojo did, even if he's one of the most respected members of that same society.

However, even if Arima wants to destroy the society he's a part of he's too big of a cog in that machine that he can't really see himself living in the new world. As one of the old guard when he destroys the old society he plans on dying along with it, and that's exactly what he does. He's too much of a product of the society he came from to exist without it, or eevn imagine anything better, the most he can do is destroy the old and hope someone else will make something new.

Arima and Gojo are characters who are similiarly people with talent that would supposedly allow them to do anything in life, but are actually rather limited in their agency. They're both stuck in the role that they were born in.

I'd say the difference is that Arima is much more self aware than Gojo will ever be. Gojo knows that he's lonely, he knows that there's something wrong with the society around him and he wants to fix it, but I think despite the fact that he did come to the realization that strength won't save everyone he still uses strength as his go-to problem solver.

His solution to the child soldiers that Jujutsu Society makes and sacrifices is to just... make stronger child soldiers. He says his goal is to destroy things and shake them up but he's not really out for destruction he's just making a regime change and putting his people in charge instead. Gojo knows Jujutsu Society is wrong, but he can't quite decode the "might makes right" that's been programmed into his head.

Having put that much power and responsibility on Gojo's shoulders may have just permanently rewired his brain to where he can't see himself existing outside of his role or any life outside of one as the strongest sorcerer like Arima's own tragic existence. Arima at least is self-aware enough to know that he doesn't want this life though, whereas Gojo is still charging ahead being Gojo.

You mention Gojo is literally melting his brain fighting alone, and just this latest chapter Kashimo even says something along the lines of even if it saves Gojo's life or beats Sukuna don't inrevene in the fight because this is Gojo's fight. Gojo's pride at being the strongest, is apparently more important than his life or the grand scheme of things.

You know priorities, but it does make sense this is tragically the only thing Gojo has really to base his identity around. Arima can't imagine a life in the better world he wants to create, whereas Gojo only know sorcerer society values of strength.

It makes me wonder if we're going to get a similiar ending to Gojo as we are to Arima. The tragic nature of being the strongest and his role as the golden boy of sorcerery society has just made it so that he can't really imagine a better world than the one we have right now, even if he wants to change or shake up sorcer society he's just too entrneched in it.

Arima ends his life by committing suicide to help bring down the CCG, whereas I don't see Gojo committing suicide but it's possible that the same way Arima died to bring down the old society with him Gojo might similiarly die alongside Sukuna. As a way to show that the old way of being a sorcerer and prioritizing strength over everything else is dying as an ideal and Gojo's students are going to rise up and replace him with a new way of doing things.

Which would make Gojo's character tragic in the same way Arima's is. Someone who genuinely wants better for the world but is unable to grow and adapt in time and therefore can't survive in the new world they want to create.

#satoru gojo #jjk meta #sukuna ryomen #arima kishou

[bisexualhobi]

exo - exist review

i just wanna start by saying that this comeback is the highlight of my year already. i did have high expectations because after all, this is exo and their discography is easily at the top of the entire industry... and for groups that debuted over a decade ago they're one of the last still standing, so after a 4 year old hiatus the expectations were high to say the least. did they manage to meet them? let's find out!

the title track deserves a whole paragraph so:

cream soda - a high paced r&b pop song with a luscious instrumental and a collection of high notes that flex the strengths of the group. it definitely packs a punch and i think it would benefit from getting a slower intro but even so, the song doesn't disappoint. it kinda reminds me of a maroon 5 song during their golden years and i think it's the perfect balance of "grown men r&b" and playfulness (coupled with less than subtle sexual innuendos about popping like a soda bottle this is a great evolution for exo, who have been known to always make pussy popping music but have struggled to shed the high school boys image sm is so fixated on giving them). rating: 9/10

regret it - literally straight out of the pcy1 vault and you can't convince me otherwise. soooo happy to hear an r&b jam straight out of the 90s since that is literally exo's blueprint. i love the production on this track because it has enough elements to keep it interesting and the chorus is super catchy. chanyeol takes the crown for me for obvious biased reasons but i love kyungsoo and jongdae's runs in this. rating: 10/10

hear me out - sounds much better like this. like now i get 100% the reasoning behind this song and the style it has. it's really such a chill vibe and a welcome breather after the one two punch of the previous songs. i feel like the prechorus and post chorus of this song could have been amped up way more and a breakdown for the bridge would've made it ten times more fun tho. rating: 9/10

random observation i noticed: the resting silences between songs are a tad too short for my liking. we need to let this marinate and sometimes it does feel like the album is sprinting towards the end.

private party - chanyeol opening the song AS HE FUCKING SHOULD. this beat is nasty... it's the perfect combination of exo's r&b sultry side and a hot sexy beat to shake ass to. it's just fun and good and takes you on a sonic ride from start to finish. i did expect the weeknd vibes from the title alone but i'm glad with the result here. rating: 10/10

cinderella - oh marz. oh you.... i knew exactly what the beat drop was gonna sound like from the second the song started and i'm not mad about it! this is another old school r&b infused serenade song while giving it a fresh modern style with the synth arrangements. taking a point off just because the mixing is too compressed and the synth takes over the landscape in an overbearing way (happens all the time with flume too so i get it but i feel like this could've been prevented here). rating: 9/10

no makeup - okay so the whore music run of this album from private party to no makeup is insane. we get it. these men fuck. they made sure to let us know they're in their 30s and it was about DAMN time. that post that's like they melted their dick and balls into a flashdrive and fucked the console in the recording studio.... yeah. the background harmonies are TOP TIER too but i didn't expect anything less from exo. props to jongdae, minseok and chanyeol cause they were working overtime layering these vocals. rating: 10/10

love fool - deadass was expecting this to be the slower snoozefest of the album... but exo are intent on making every track off this album COUNT. this is such a classic exo jam... every element of this song works in their favor. great melody, great instrumentals, great topline, great chorus. this is PURE quintessential exo. rating: 10/10

another day - this is good song! a great song even. my notes for this one just say "good song. really like it" it's just not something that stuck out to me enough to analyze it further. i think that's fine. the layering of vocals is once again great. i don't love the topline specially for the chorus (feels super nct 127 past their peak) but it's still a good song. rating: 8/10

let me in - this is their boyz ii men serve of the year. perfect closer. perfect slow ballad and i'm not a fan of those in the first place. definitely the vocal highlight of the album. that's all i can say. exo did it once again kids. rating: 9/10

#exo #.txt

[mekkatoniks]

Alright y'all, first Sunnyblr post but this one is real important to me because it includes both something that is threatening TO ME as a writer and also something I see as mischaracterization which is something I despise. My apologies if I can't put this together in a better way, I feel real anxious right now lmao. You may have seen the clip, maybe two, of Glenn talking about AI. This has caused a major reaction, originally down on Twitter (bcs. of course) and I guess I'm here to provide the whole thing, in writing.

First thing's first I wanna reassure you that Glenn did not use AI in the writers room. He views AI as a threat.

I watched the whole interview when it came out and here's the summary: He says he was personally surprised by the quality of the AI at writing jokes, some time after Matt expresses that he doesn't view ChatGPT/AI to be "good enough" to really interfere with writers (may have to check up on this wording). They did not use this material in the show. Charlie and Glenn did this only to test it. This follows by him saying he thinks we're gonna get to a point where eventually we'll have to accept the way things are going (at the point we're at already I think we can't really fight AI here, but put protections in place for writers against AI and its improper usage, so using it to solely generate ideas, using it as a replacement for writers as a whole, etc), that it's a tool people will have to learn to use, but that ultimately there'd still need to be at least one human in the room to curate it all because there's never really going to be a fully finished product (which isn't an endorsement of that type of heavy AI usage, seems more like an observation and that AI will always still have limits).

Jay continues from this saying that even if it does create a fully finished product, there'll still be the appetite for people to tell stories to other people, and that for every big shift it stays the same. Jay is also in agreement that it'd be a tool but that it isn't something to be scared of, just more aware of; he doesn't view it as a threat. Glenn replies that he does view it as a threat and continues to talk cynically about it, saying we could be close to having just one guy and then your writers room is entirely chatbots (this is not spoken as a good thing obviously. It's kinda comedic but there's truth in it especially for cynical people I suppose). Matt makes a joke about that being Glenn's dream and Glenn laughs about it (it was pretty fucking funny) and is like "i'm a bit misanthropic ur right lol". When Matt begins speaking again Glenn jumps in to say that he is not saying that it's a good thing, which is more likely to be in reference to AI as well. At the end of the question Jay says he stands with the WGA and Glenn agrees. That is all that is said in that portion of the interview. So I suppose the end point is... he doesn't support AI, certainly not to the extent some are making it seem.

I get major anxiety when it comes to things like this - as in, people reacting to something in a way that indicates they have misinterpreted or don't have the full thing or anything like this, it legitimately makes me feel sick. I can understand people's reactions at least because AI is a threat! That's why the WGA wants protections for writers from the improper usage of AI, because they've drawn similar conclusions and want to prevent it. Fuck, I'm a writer. I of all people would understand how this affects anything. But this specific situation is not one that really calls for the type of reaction it has received? It's gotten to a point where people have started attacking him for real petty reasons like appearance because of it. It's immature, unnecessary, and really just low.

If I've had the most uncritical thinking moment in the whole universe and you think there's something really wrong with the way I have viewed the situation, that I've been the one to misinterpret it, then please be civil about it. Or even if there's a point you want to just bring up. Due to issues I have, I avoid posting about a lot of things because I'm always focused on getting things right and the idea that I may be getting it wrong, in a space where people can see (and let's be honest there's always a chance of seeing the most vile shit in response and I feel anxious over it for days which is unhealthy), is distressing to me. But I'm slowly putting myself out there lol, I mostly just came here to give comfort to anyone or assuage much of their anxiety as possible. I do not at any point want to look like I'm dickriding but this is something I feel has truly been perceived wrong by a lot of people! I think the timing of everything, being asked that question and answering it during the strike, has definitely contributed to a lot of this and tension is high for a lot but I genuinely think Glenn's answer as well as Jay's were nuanced for the time they had to answer it (they can't go on too long) and I appreciate that. Thank you for reading!

#glenn howerton #iasip #it's always sunny #it's always sunny in philadelphia #people should make sure to know the full thing before speaking #saying glenn is in full support of ai is false #saying that he used it to write for sunny... is false #the energy on sunnytwt is making me feel nauseous #acting like glenn is personally shooting writers on sight is disingenuous #not providing the full clip for something is bad #especially when it has the potential to give a different view than what seems to be expressed

[bengiyo]

Theory of Love Special Ep (Finale) Stray Thoughts

I am curious how I feel about this as the end of the Theory of Love run. I won't recap since we finished the show, but I went back into my own posts and I previously liked this despite having no memory of it.

Okay, as cheesy as it is, I do generally like when follow up outings acknowledge or tease their critics.

Oh that play with the names. I saw that. It's 2020 and we all verse now. (Side note. I do not remember associating this special with COVID lockdowns.)

It's kinda fun when the epilogue content happens before the actual ending. We know that they will get back together to form Hod Production and that they'll succeed.

Special Episode: Stand By Me

Oh, Third. You really had this man sleeping on the floor for multiple nights. Even as someone who wanted him to suffer, you aren't serious.

I'm not surprised Third and Khai ended up working together, and it's definitely good for Third's ego that Khai is being such a simp.

I was curious what hanging out for these guys would look like now that most of them are in committed relationships and Bone is healing from heartache.

Look at that, Khai. Growth. He was in a situation with some girls and made it clear he wasn't available. I will accept the incoming hijinks from this lipstick.

Yes, Khai, why did you lie?

I snorted at the camera guy having better communication with the director or cinematographer than Khai.

Did this girl suck on his neck? Why is he still hiding it? Just tell Third some drunk girl fell on you. Two saw it and Third trusts Two. Bone gets it.

I'm glad Third is aware that he's cute and actively maintaining it. Gun torments me regularly on IG.

I kinda like that Khai is being so ridiculous about this drunk girl situation. We know he's been at this for almost a year trying to prove his loyalty to Third.

This senior taking the graduation photo from them was one of the motorcycle guys in My Ride.

Aww, Bone. Do you think you're better off alone? Talk to me.

Any time someone points with their lips I laugh.

I love this confession in the car. Third is still testing Khai, but at least he knows Khai wasn't stepping out. I like that the resolution is one about how they're both trying to make this work despite the emotional baggage. I like the version of Khai that wants to honor Third.

These two made it four years and produced a movie together. I believe in their relationship if it's still going strong after making a highly successful film.

I am actually so into Khai doing multiple proposals to Third, elevating it each time.

Well, that was lovely.

Updated Verdict: 8.5, Recommended for Fans of Romance Cinema. I spent a lot of time over the last few days thinking about how I would recommend this series going forward. I think it is good on a lot of technical fronts, and there's a lot to like in the BTS: particularly Off using his own clothes to supplement Khai's wardrobe. Still, this show firmly sits right over the awkward line between BL and queerness that makes me uncomfortable with the genre sometimes.

Third's reticence to Khai only makes sense to me in a world where The Knowing occurs, and yet this is mostly a show in the bubble. So much of what's wrong with Third is because he's let the fantasy of romance films cloud his ability to have a mutually beneficial relationship with someone he loves. I do love when romance interrogates itself, and yet it feels like a hugely missed opportunity to discuss how queer people cannot rely on the presumptions of heteronormativity when building relationships with each other.

Moreover, I struggle with Khai's change narrative because I am not entirely certain who it's for. It reminds me of the Mulan problem, where we have a character who defies norms and expectations and it almost feels like the character exists to point to them and say, "You're not them." I have been hurt by guys like Khai, and none of them changed in a way that ever led to reconciliation for me. It's something I struggle with as I watch this, and it makes me wonder what the outcome of presenting this will be or the femmes and the gays who watch this since the Khai's of the world aren't watching.

Still, I will say that this show has incredibly fun structure if you know the major beats of the films used as the title for each episode. I think Off plays a jerk you begrudgingly want to root for really well. I think Mike actually did a really good job in this show and I apologize to Bone for being so pissy three years ago. Gun is beautiful and so easy to empathize with, but I gotta say that Third is not my favorite character of his.

I am glad @lurkingshan burned her coupons to make me revisit this show, and I've enjoyed having @waitmyturtles and @neuroticbookworm to talk about how I was feeling about things along the way. I don't think I love this show the way you three do, but it is a well-executed narrative doing some interesting things with the romance genre. My lingering hangups, and why I can't take it to a 9, have to do with the mixed bag of queerness in this. Third feels like a repressed gay, and Khai has a legit bisexual awakening, but the other cultural context being missing means it never connects for me as a queer narrative.

This is something I'm thinking about a lot as we head into Cooking Crush, because OffGun always leaves me a bit shaky on that front. On paper it's gay, but it never exactly feels gay for me.

Also tagging @twig-tea by request.

#Theory of Love #thai bl #bl series #Ben watches

[69bitterbeingz]

IF YOU'RE GONNA BE DUMB || CH. 10

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DISCLAIMER: This is a reupload from my prev account! best to follow the fic through ao3 [linked below] to avoid any future issues PAIRINGS - johnny knoxville, bam margera, steve-o, chris pontius, ryan dunn x female reader WARNINGS - swearing, drinking, injury

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After struggling for far too long to fit your key in the lock, you pushed through the front doorway, suitcase trailing behind you. Hard to say if it was the jet lag, the 10 hour flight, or the many many drinks that were had on that flight, but either way you felt fucking rough. You squinted as you looked into the foyer, fumbling around for the lightswitch, but when you found it you were surprised to see Dan bundled up in a blanket on the sofa. That’s strange, you thought, by this time he’s usually long gone. He glanced over at you by the front door when the light switched on, and you couldn’t help noticing he looked tired, and his eyes were rimmed red. You stared back, shutting the door behind you.

“Hey… kinda late for you, isn’t it?”

He chuckled awkwardly, glancing away from you. “Suppose it is, just… don’t feel like going to bed.”

… So… do you point it out? That tension of something going unsaid? Or maybe you were reading too much into things and nothing was going on, after all you were only gone for a week, what could really happen in that time? Dan still was staring at the floor, fiddling with his blanket and tensed like he was awaiting something. Watching him squirm, you felt an uncomfortable acidic feeling in your throat. Does he even want to talk? Were you really in the best state to do it?

“How was the shoot?” He asked, soft spoken, and you decided to forget whatever it was you walked in on.

“Good, productive, it’s uh… maybe a few weeks of editing then it airs.”

“It must’ve been fun.” He cracked a small smile, and you mirrored his expression, sitting next to him on the couch.

“Yeah, don’t know if I recommend staying in the same house as them, but it wasn’t boring .” You sighed, throwing yourself back into the couch cushions - god, so much more comfortable than an airplane seat. “House is still standing too, so I guess my parents won’t kill me.”

“Glad for both of you, from what I remember that place is lovely .” He let himself relax next to you, and you grinned as you remembered the few times you spent there.

“Remember those ‘olympics’ we used to throw there?”

“The Coke Olympics?” Dan tried to keep back his giggles, his hand smacking onto his forehead. “That was… bad. Fuckin’ dodgy shit.”

“Those people were dodge, I don’t think we even knew ‘em.”

“I think they followed us after a gig…?”

“To be fair, I probably invited ‘em. Sorry I guess.”

Dan playfully punched your shoulder, making you chuckle pleasantly as you leaned your head back and stared at the ceiling, making out each crack in the plaster. “What would you do without me?” He didn’t respond at first, prompting you to glance over at him with a slight crease in your brow; he seemed pensive, before he noticed you looking at him. He cracked a small smile.

“Yeah, what would I do?”

You felt a buzz in your pocket, and with a deep sigh, you pulled out your phone and flipped it open to see a text from Johnny.

Knox: jeff says check your email. Sweet dreams :)

An email from Jeff? That piqued your interest.

“Uh, I think I’m gonna go up.” You excused, rubbing your eye with the heel of your palm as you got up from the sofa. 

“Oh, sure, you must be knackered from the plane. You can tell me about it tomorrow.” 

“You not going to bed yet?” You asked - he seemed just as exhausted as you, and you hoped mentioning it might coax him up. However, he just scratched the back of his neck, bringing his blanket closer to his chest.

“I’m not… really tired, I’ll go in a bit.”

You pulled a face, furrowing your eyebrows, but you weren’t going to fight him on it. You wished him a good night, and grabbed your suitcase to drag it up to your room. It was abandoned in the corner of said room once you got in - like hell were you unpacking any time soon - and headed for your desktop, switching on the monitor and computer tower before taking a seat. You pulled your legs up towards your chest as the system slowly booted up, the internet chugging once you logged in. Lo and behold, there was a new email in your inbox.

Hey, it was cool working with you on the UK shoot, thanks again for putting us up at your place, really did us a solid. MTV’s throwing a kinda end-of-shoot celebration party, and they wanted to book your band to play. After the set you guys are all free to hang out and drink with the rest of us, of course. Everyone’s gonna be there. 

If you’re interested, let me know as soon as you can. The party’s in three days, and you’ll  be paid. Once [if] you confirm, someone will be in touch to give you the total run down with details and everything.

Thanks, Jeff

You raised your eyebrows - a gig, huh? Maybe this’ll shut Mila up, ‘not doing band shit’ your ass, you told him you were making connections.

Hey, it’s cool, glad i didn’t have to pay for the trip. I have to talk to my guys first but it’s almost a definite that we’ll play, first gig since we moved to LA!

I’ll confirm for sure in the morning. Sleep easy.

[Y/n] 

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Mila damn near lost his shit when a glossy black stretch limo showed up outside your house. He was clutching his guitar like it was the only thing stopping him from going completely insane, and that excitement was infectious. “Holy shit look at that thing!” You exclaimed, approaching it as if it was a wild animal that might flee any second; reverently, you laid your open palms on the body of the car. 

“I know right? Who the fuck let us in a goddamn limo?!” Mila’s pitch was all over the place as he started bouncing on the balls of his feet. Dan stood there and just stared with wide eyes, clearly as stunned as you two.

“MTV must have a lot of trust in us…” The brunette mumbled, looking nearly concerned at the concept of what the three of you could do to such an expensive vehicle.

“Considering the people they employ for their shows, we’re probably the least of their worries.” You quipped, turning to Mila as he started caressing the limo next to you. “Y’know, kinda surprised you’re so stoked.”

Mila screwed up his nose, giving you a scrutinous look. “Why the hell wouldn’t I be stoked about a goddamn limo? ”

“Dunno, thought you might turn your nose up, too punk for a shitty limo I imagined you saying in that nasally voice–”

He shoved you away, making you snicker. “ What the fuck ever, this is cool as shit .”

All the while, the limo driver watched you all with the passenger door held open expectantly, probably a little miffed that you guys wouldn’t just get in the car already. Dan was the first to notice and cleared his throat to catch your attention, nodding his head to the side to motion to the guy; you were the second to feel self conscious. Mila didn’t give a fuck, as per usual. 

“We should probably get going, shouldn’t we?” Dan asked, looking to the driver for confirmation - his subtle glance to the passenger door was all the answer you needed. 

None of you had ever been in a limo before, and maybe you couldn’t speak for Dan, but you and Mila fucking prayed it wouldn’t be the last time. It was probably the coolest moving thing you’d ever get to be in [unless God smiles down on you and lets you ride a tractor some time] and the beers you were all pounding only enhanced the experience. It may sound lame, but shit, you really felt like a fucking rock star. You almost didn’t want to leave when you finally arrived in front of the hotel, but considering he was so nervous about somehow irreparably fucking up the limo, Dan couldn’t wait to get out into the fresh air. There were a considerable number of people hanging around outside, some with cameras at the ready, but others just seemed to be rowdy kids. There were few enough people that only a couple security guards and some railings were enough to keep them in check. Honestly you were bracing yourself for a bit more buzz for an MTV party, but it was still a lot of people, enough ruckus for you to keep your distance from those metal barriers. Besides, Mila seemed satisfied, grinning at the flashing photos being taken.

“Where did these guys even come from…?” Dan asked, warily surveying the crowd that had gathered outside. You shrugged, knocking back the rest of your beer.

“Eh, guess word got out that MTV was throwing a party. I doubt they even know who’s gonna be in there.”

“Wouldn’t it be cool if we go to a real red carpet some time?” Mila mused, careful not to drag his prized guitar as he followed you to the double door entrance, a guy with an earpiece and clipboard standing guard. You hummed, absentmindedly pivoting your bass by the neck, the bottom of it grinding against the floor. Mila looked at you with horror, quickly yanking it up from the floor so it didn’t get any more ruined than it already was.

“I don’t know, too many people, too many flashing lights.” You complained, taking back the bass and making a show of not letting it touch the ground; you nodded at the front doorman, and gave him your names. A quick glance at the list and you were allowed through, giving yourself a small fistbump on the way. There were people in the lobby, some taking photos for a more official looking photographer, and others just chatting. You didn’t really know who any of them were, until you spotted the two men emerging from the left corridor, one with black hair and the other blonde. All at once, you felt your face light up, and without hesitation you called out:

“ Bam! Dunn!”

They both snapped to attention at the familiar voice, and while Ryan looked happy to see you, Bam looked stoked. They hauled ass across the lobby to you guys, and you were surprised to be pulled into a hug when Bam got near enough to you.

“ Hey! Finally back from shitty old England!” He sounded so bubbly, keeping his hands on your arms even when he let you go from the embrace. Filling the gap, Ryan wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pulled you into him for another quick hug. Meanwhile, Dan and Mila both watched the interaction with confused expressions, wondering when you got so comfortable with other people.

“...Pretty friendly, huh?” Mila asked, furrowing his eyebrows. At that moment, you realised none of them had formally met each other. 

“Guys, this is Bam and Ryan from the show.” You hooked your arms around each of their necks all while still holding your bass, pulling them down to your level. “And that’s Mila and Dan, my beloved bandmates.” Greetings all round, a little awkward on your bandmates’ end but thank god Bam and Ryan could carry a conversation so you wouldn’t have to. Dan couldn’t help bringing up Big Brother Magazine, which got him, Bam and Mila talking properly, making you beam like a proud mother. That left you and Ryan as the rest chatted amongst themselves.

“How did the shoot go?” Ryan asked, leaning down so he was next to your ear. The sudden closeness made you jump, but you quickly recovered and turned to face him.

“Pretty good, Johnny and Chris got savaged by a rugby team, Steve-O got bit by a sheep, I got kidnapped by a werewolf, fun stuff.”

“Got a lotta good footage then?”

“Yeah…” You trailed off for a second, remembering that moment you had to yourself at that bar on the last night. “...Wasn’t the same without you guys though.”

“What’re you talking about? Bam probably would’ve just thrown us in the Thames if we were there.”

“Probably.” You kicked your leg bashfully, fiddling with your bass strings. “I dunno, missed you guys.” Ryan seemed a little taken aback - he probably wouldn’t guess you’d miss him after just a week’s absence. Maybe you came across as clingy… you hoped not.

When you looked back up at his face, he was smiling down at you softly, an affectionate glint in his eyes. “Yeah, I missed you too. Uh- you guys , I mean.”

His fumble got you grinning back, playfully bumping his chest with the bass headstock.

“C’mon assholes, quit standing around and let's go to the party already.” Bam interrupted your little moment, shoving the side of Ryan’s head when he appeared out of nowhere. A shove back from Ryan before you all headed to the right corridor - apparently that was where the function room was. Bam made himself comfortable between you and Ryan, throwing an arm around you.

“You never called me back.” Bam pointed out, and you sucked the air through your teeth.

“Shit, sorry I meant to, I just…” You really were gonna call Bam that last night in England, but then you decided to get your shit rocked by a stranger. Bam waved you off before you could answer.

“Eh, doesn’t matter. Did you think about it at least?”

“Yeah, through the booze-y haze, definitely thought about it.”

“Well, wanna come to West Chester?” Ryan cut in. “Bam won’t shut up about it.”

“You say that like you haven’t been asking every day ‘did [Y/n] call? What did [Y/n] say? Ooh– ’”

Bam started laughing as Ryan grabbed him by the front of his shirt and wrestled him into a headlock. Dan and Mila gave them odd looks for the sudden rough housing, but you barely batted an eyelash, just slowing down so you could walk in step with your band members.

“What do you think of them?” You asked, motioning to the two in front. Mila raised an eyebrow with an amused smile.

“Yeah… they’re cool.”

“It’s cool to meet them in person.” Dan smiled, messing with his rings. “A bit surreal after seeing them in the videos and magazines.”

“Listen, Bam phoned me a little while back saying him and Ryan want me to come visit them in West Chester, and I think I’m gonna.”

Dan seemed a little confused; “Where’s West Chester…?” But Mila just looked annoyed.

“Fucking Pennsylvania? You’re kidding right?”

Oh hell. Of course he had something to say about it.

“ Christ , what’s your issue now? ”

“You just came back from England and now you’re pissing off again? We have band shit to do!”

“It’s not like we have a deadline for the album– besides, it’ll be for like a week! ”

Mila geared up to fire back, but stopped completely when Dan jabbed him in the ribs with his elbow, a little harsher than you really thought necessary. You raised your eyebrows, turning your attention to Dan. “I think you should go. It’s all building connections.” He didn’t even acknowledge Mila’s bewildered look, just gave you an affirmative nod. Weird… that was a little out of character, even if it benefited you. For a moment, you considered asking if there was something more to the blunt opposition, but you felt that maybe it wasn’t any of your business. So, you decided not to question him and just nodded in appreciation.

“Hey!” You called ahead, and Bam and Ryan stopped messing with each other long enough to pay you mind. “I’m coming to West Chester.”

Bam wormed out of Ryan’s hold with a bright smile. “ Awesome! This’ll be way cooler than whatever you guys did last week, promise.” It was definitely flattering that he was so enthusiastic about taking you home. Part of you was a little apprehensive about what mischievous shit they might have up their sleeve, but the overwhelming majority couldn’t wait. 

The party was already in full swing by the time you guys got through the doors, a dark room with bright colourful lights and the loud chatter among guests. The bar in the far corner immediately caught your eye, especially when you recognised the guy currently ordering, leaning against the counter with an empty beer bottle in hand. You didn’t think to let anyone know before you wandered off, weaving through drunken party guests until you were right behind him. He was yet to notice you, idly chatting to the bartender - that’s when the impulse kicked in without you noticing.

“ Jesus! ” Johnny yowled, his voice rising in pitch and jumping entirely out of his skin before spinning on his heel, only to see you with your hands still in a claw shape. “ You –”

“A wedgie, yeah.”

“The hell for?!”

“Dunno, you let your guard down.”

He stared at you incredulously, a bewildered smile on his face, then shook his head with a giggle. “Oh I’m so getting you back for that.” You’re sure he wouldn’t go too hard on you. In fact, he was nice enough to order you a drink without you even asking, cheers-ing you with a grin once it arrived. “You glad to be back?”

“Been catching up with those assholes.” You nodded over to Bam and Ryan, the former seeming to have a ‘playful’ argument with Mila [though, if Mila saw it that way, you weren’t sure]. “Can’t believe how much I missed them while we were abroad… just felt like something was missing, y’know?” You chuckled, strangely bashful all of a sudden, and Johnny raised an eyebrow. He didn’t respond at first, just hummed as he swigged from the bottle; it was a little awkward waiting for him to say something. “I, uh.. I’m gonna go see ‘em in West Chester.”

“Oh yeah?” He cracked a smile, tilting his bottle this way and that to swirl the liquid. “Looks like you’re gonna meet Ape ‘n Phil.”

You tilted your head. “ ‘Ape and Phil’? ”

“You don’ know about Ape and Phil? I’m surprised Bam hasn’t at least mentioned them. They’re his parents.” Johnny explained, and you spluttered.

“His parents? Why would I meet his parents?” Why did the idea make you so deeply nervous, too? Johnny shrugged.

“Why wouldn’t you? They all live together - Ape, Phil, I think Ryan’s crashing in their guest room with Raab. If you’re staying with ‘em, you’ll meet ‘em.”

Another name you didn’t recognise, but you figured it wasn’t important if neither Bam or Ryan hadn’t mentioned this ‘Raab’. Then again, they never mentioned Bam’s parents either.

“Sounds pretty packed already…”

“Eh, not really, got a real nice house. Big, too. Only problem is they live in freezing as fuck West Chester.” Johnny knocked back the rest of his beer and called the bartender for another. “Don’t worry, they’re lovely people. Phil’s one hell of a good sport, considering the shit Bam puts him through.” You winced at the thought - knowing Bam, you could imagine the kinda ‘shit’ his dad would be put through. 

“The guy sounds like a saint.”

“ Yeah , they’ll probably love you since you’re not a total monster like the rest of us.” He grinned at you, squeezing your shoulder. “Bet they’ll be begging an upstanding gal like you to stay.”

The sentiment made you giggle, a dash of red smudging across your cheeks. “We’ll see about that when I’m ten drinks in.” 

The conversation was cut short when somebody came up behind you and tugged on your shirt.

“C’mon, quit yapping, we have a show to play.” But to Mila’s chagrin, Johnny’s southern hospitality kicked in, and he was getting up from his barstool to meet them.

“ You two must be [N/n]’s band! Nice to finally meet you guys, I’m Johnny Knoxville.” Johnny reached out a hand to Dan first and he readily accepted, surprised but welcoming when Johnny then pulled him into a quick one-armed hug, complete with a hearty pat on the back. Mila wasn’t quite as enthusiastic, accepting Johnny’s hand no problem but leaning away when he went for the same hug. Fair enough, Johnny wouldn’t think much of it. The man turned to you then, giving you a pat on the shoulder. “I better let you go then, don’t wanna keep your friends waiting.”

You nodded and finished the last of your beer, using your bass as leverage as you got up from your seat, just about hearing Johnny call out to you over the crowd: ‘break a leg!’

 ⋅───⊱༺ ♰ ༻⊰───⋅

You forgot how electric the air feels when you’re on stage. The blinding lights, the heat of countless bodies in a crowd, the booze that burned the back of your throat between songs - it all blurred together into a euphoric high, one that you wanted to keep chasing, even when Dan had to pull you away from the spotlight. You couldn’t help yourself, you thought you would have struggled to get into that state of mind again, like you struggled the first time you faced a crowd, but if anything it was like coming home. Like you were all a family, joined by each other's instruments.

Reluctantly, the three of you left the stage for the hall’s backroom, but that didn’t stop that euphoria from pumping through your collective veins. Dan’s hands were still rhythmically flicking his drumsticks, like he was still banging out the beat; he was drenched in sweat, even a little breathless, but his smile’s never been wider. Mila was wildly ecstatic, jumping around with his guitar in a white-knuckled grip like if he didn’t get the energy out it might kill him. He laughed excitedly and you joined him, swinging him around before breaking away to grab Dan and hoist him up. Dan squealed and dropped his drumsticks to hold onto Mila’s shoulders for leverage, and he looked happy. His laugh sounded light, and through the exhilarating haze, a wave of relief rolled over you. 

Man, you wanted a fucking smoke.

You left them to it, leaning your bass against the wall and making for the fire exit, slipping a box and lighter out of your back pocket. The cold biting air felt good on your blazing skin, drying the sweat as it hit. It was a nice night, but the stars weren’t as clear as they were in that field with Steve-O… you placed a cigarette between your lips, shielding it from the wind as you started to flick the flint. You realised you hadn’t seen Steve-O yet; come to think of it, you hadn’t seen Chris, either. Where had they gone off to…?

Just as the flame finally lit, you heard a groan. You froze, letting the flame blow out, and you realised whoever it was was still groaning. You looked around, but there was nobody near you - it must have been coming from around the corner of the building. Without much more thought, you followed your instinct and rounded the corner, though what stood there wasn’t what you expected.

“...The hell happened to you…?” You asked, and his head snapped up, obviously not expecting someone else there. His hand was still held over his nose and mouth so half of his face was obscured, but past that barrier you could see splatters of blood across his cheeks. His skin was discoloured in places, the precursors to bruising - one of his eyes was already starting to swell. He seemed almost sheepish, maybe embarrassed that you caught him in that state…?

“Oh hey, is your set already over?” Chris asked; not what you asked. 

“Yeah, just finished.”

“ Shit , sorry, I promise I was there for the first part, but..”

“ But…? ” You pushed when Chris trailed off, and his shoulders tensed up.

“He was just some fucking asshole , I don’t know, I just–” He gestured with his free hand in a frustrated loss for words, “he fucking deserved it.”

You weren’t used to seeing Chris like this, usually so light hearted and goofy, but here he was glaring at his shoes with his face caked in blood. Gingerly, you stepped towards him and held onto his wrist to move his hand out of the way, and he didn’t stop you. You sucked the air through your teeth when you saw the damage; sure, not the worst you’ve seen, but he was definitely banged up. He smiled half heartedly, making the split in his lip ooze. “I guess I don’t look so pretty right now, huh?”

And you sighed, handing him the cigarette you were about to smoke. “You’re always pretty, Chris.”

You lit the cigarette for him, then led him to the fire escape. Mila and Dan weren’t there when the two of you entered, which might’ve been a good thing. A small bathroom was at one end of the backroom, so that’s where you took Chris. As you started to gently clean up his face, the pounding bass of the music playing in the main hall could be felt in that little room, like a backing track for the monotonous sound of the running tap. Though it looked like he was hurting, he tried to keep things light - you imagined the cigarette might be helping his mood. He hissed particularly harshly when you dabbed at his nose, a little heavier handed than you intended. Now that you looked at it, it seemed a little crooked. You must’ve looked concerned, as he tried to mask the pain.

“ Ah , that tickles.”

You bit your lip, your gaze briefly flicking up from his nose to his eyes, soft and bruised. “Sorry, ‘m a little too drunk to be delicate.”

“‘S okay.” He smiled reassuringly, and once you noticed it, you wondered how long you had been holding onto his wrist for? “Thanks for cleaning me up.”

“How do you feel?” You asked, and he faked thought for a second.

“ Hmm, like shit, I think.” He chuckled, then whined when it only made his face hurt. “I’m so over it, dude. Wanna go to bed.”

“...Let me take you home.”

He was taken aback by the offer, his smile dropping from his face, before it quickly returned. “You’re… sweet, but my car’s just outside.”

Shit, you forgot he was living in his car. Honestly, you’d rather he didn’t shack up in his cold little Toyota, at least not for tonight. The decision was impulsive, but you meant it.

“Come home with me, I mean.”

“What?” He almost didn’t seem to believe you, veering away from you; if it didn’t hurt, he probably would’ve screwed up his nose in an exaggerated expression. 

“I don’t know, I wanna… make sure you’re alright, I guess.” 

“...You… seriously want me to come crash at yours?”

“Yeah, you can take the sofa or something, it’s fine.”

“That’s…” Chris couldn’t really find the words, nervously looking at the floor before daring to look you in the eye again. “...You’re sure? ”

You couldn’t tell if he was being bashful or if you were making him outright uncomfortable - you really hoped it wasn’t the latter, hoped you weren’t being too pushy or weird. You nodded, now feeling tentative yourself. However, Chris didn’t seem averse to the idea; with your assurance, his shoulders started to relax, and he slowly leaned back towards you. He started to grin, a little uneasy at first but it soon became his familiar bright smile. 

“Mind if we leave now…?”

“Nah, I’m over this place anyway.”

You waited for a cab round back, smoking the rest of your cigarette pack. Maybe you were a little bummed about leaving the party early, but it’s not like it’d be your last. Besides, when you glanced over at Chris in the backseat next to you, watching the lights flash by the window, you knew you’d rather see him safe than get shitfaced. Knowing he’d be safe and warm on your shitty couch made you feel better than getting up to whatever debauchery was going down right now. You’re sure somebody would fill you in on what happened. 

Chris was out like a light once you set him up with a blanket on the sofa, face covered in plasters and a little gauze. He looked peaceful, holding the blanket close to him as he curled up, and you felt at ease as you trailed up the stairs, surprisingly tired. An early night wouldn’t kill you. 

Something tells you he’d do the same for you.

#jackass fanfic #jackass x reader #johnny knoxville x reader #bam margera x reader #steve o x reader #chris pontius x reader #ryan dunn x reader #if you're gonna be dumb

[steve0discusses]

Episode 47 S5: Mana Runs too Slow and it Kills 2 People

Tumblr decided to change the way it does image posts so this is going to be my hell. I can only have max 30 "blocks" of images (yikes) and uploading all your images at once and then just adding text in between is actually not possible! (least it's a nightmare on browser. I have not figured out how to drag my text in between images, so I'm just uploading every image one by one and hoping I don't forget one)

thanks, I hate it!

Peeking up at us over the horizon, our end of the world apocalypse has reached the next step of his rampage: which is to shoot glowing missiles out of it's Dragon crotch until Egypt is destroyed.

Seto is doing his best to look productive, but unfortunately this is Sad Seto, who is still buffering.

Just uh...give him a minute. He has to remember how to be Seto.

(read more under the cut)

I'm pretty sure Kissara told him straight up to call her whenever, and considering how few words they've ever said to each other, you'd think he'd remember the words she said like half an hour ago. Then again, he was kind of...sleeping when that happened. Or hallucinating, or dreaming, or all three.

Bakura and Yami are watching this pan out from the Shadow Game Zone, Bakura kind of nodding slowly while Yami becomes overwhelmed with embarrassment over how much everyone around him is screwing it. This is not meant to be funny, but it was very funny to me.

I have brought this up before, but Bakura does bring up a good point, that this entire arc was kind of against the grain of who Yami became over the course of the last 4 seasons.

+++++STAND BACK I'M GONNA RANT, FEEL FREE TO SKIP++++

Don't get me wrong, Yami LOVES to make bad choices that end the world. But why would he continue to go back here and destroy the world of the future he knows and loves so much? Especially since it already went SO south with Dartz the last time he opened pandora's box?

He has a new identity now, he has so many friends, last arc was just so many women throwing themselves at Yugi. His life is really good! I think they could have developed more of a line of logic between last arc and this arc, but like with a lot of things in this arc, it was rushed.

So him giving up his newfound modern identity that he made all himself through hard work and friendship first off feels kinda bad. Like I'm OK with him being a new guy, he worked hard for that! Lets not go backward now.

And then him coming here to regain his old identity is sort of like the show knew what it must do, but the characters were like "nah." and then went and did it anyway seemingly at gunpoint.

And I kind of wish there was any contrast between who Yami's new identity is in the future and who Yami was in the past. It would be fascinating to dive into the fact he's now two people yet again, even though Yugi is no longer in that bean. but eh save it for the fanfiction, because they needed to end Yugioh in a certain number of episodes.

And that happens sometimes. Stories are character driven, and when you try and drive the characters, they become less like people and more like iconic symbols. Here's our hero. He must do this because he's the hero. That's it, that's the reason. Welcome to Shonen Jump.

+++++++END RANT AKA THIS ARC HAS COOL IDEAS AND I WISH IT HAD ENOUGH TIME TO DO THEM BETTER++++++++

Problem is, Yami isn't that meta. He's dumb though, so in a way it does make a little sense why he had to open the box. He dummy thin.

Dummy thin and still can't read.

And like in case you've jumped in here after my accidental hiatus (hello!) and not realized this, I had to binge watch the rest of the season before we cancelled our Hulu subscription. There was the option of watching it for free on the Yugioh website, but I didn't want to change my Photoshop actions.

So get ready for me to talk about how the ending of this show bothered me, for like 8 episodes. I'll try to keep it in, so we can get there when we get there.

But you can't say lines like "We were meant to be together." in the context of this arc, you can't DO that, show.

Apparently the creator of Yugioh got hospitalized while he wrote this arc, hence the dick king demon. But also it got....messy. We have like 3 seasons of development in like 8 episodes, buckle up. They did the best that they could do with the resource's given, and we'll even get to meet my favorite character a few times before it's over (the Storyboarding God that occasionally guest stars on Yugioh, love that guy)

Back on the playing field, Yami is running out of options, when Isis informs us we can just go to McDonald's and get more McGuffins.

Out of basically no where, Mana zips onto the screen because she's ready to have at least one girl's night before the end of the world. The contrasting energy from both Mana and Isis is peak goth babysitter vs the parrot that hides behind the couch and bites your feet.

Back near Pharaoh's tomb, Yugi is still dueling over a deathpit with the child who these kids think is Ryou bakura.

This is not however, Ryou Bakura. It's sideways adjacent evil Bakura.

And it didn't really matter that this plot point ever happened because it's not like Yugi, Joey, or Tea ever catch on that this isn't Ryou anyway. But at least I, the audience can feel a little bit better about the weird twist by the dub there.

Ryou is still passed out on some stone steps. He's fine.

You might be wondering "Oh so what asinine thing is Isis going to have to do to get the items back?" and uh, you're wrong actually.

Turns out we could have just picked up the items in the desert at any time but I guess we forgot. I'll blame it on Shadi.

Joey Wheeler, who can punch out probably anything but a ghost, chooses to hide behind Tea because he knows she can punch a ghost and I believe it, too.

Back on the surface, is a scene that would have been emotional if it hadn't been 3 minutes. it was NOT enough time to give a proper send off to our girl Isis here, and they tried, but if you imagine the Yakety Sax song playing under this death here, that's about the speed at which this girl biffed it.

speaking of Yakety Sax theme, this is what was happening while Mana was crying her eyes out.,

And you may ask, was it really that goofy? and yes, yes it was.

and like I get it, animation and pacing are really, really hard. Parts of me wonder if maybe on paper this seemed OK. If maybe even as a storyboard this seemed OK. But something you learn quickly when doing any sort of narrative art, is that you need like 2x as much space as you think you do. Pause is an underrated godlike skill that takes a lifetime to master.

However, it still had good stills going on, it still had some lovely direction just...I mean they dropped Isis from top to bottom of that frame so freakin fast it was like she was a dropped banana hahaha.

They still have to carry these items physically to the Pharaoh, and so becuase Mana is a slow runner, 2 people freakin died this episode distracting Zorc. Which is also the title of this episode because I want to send home howfreakin funny that is to me.

Ah, back to Episode 1.

So how breathtaking and epic is the Kaiju fight you ask? Well good thing for you, I capped it.

The look on Seto and Yami's faces about sum it up.

And as quickly as he showed up to do a few silly punches, the great Exodia was cut exactly in half. Don't ask me how the card logic works for that, I have forgotten how this game works already.

Mana finally makes it to Yami, cursed puzzle in hand, and that ends this episode.

Can you imagine adding 7 characters to a story knowing you have to kill all of them individually before the anime arc is over? Breakneck deaths going on here.

Sorry for all you people that were so deeply attached to Shimon, the guy who isn't even Grandpa, by the way. A moment of silence for all 4 of you.

And we get back this thing. This horrible thing made out of thousands of dead people's souls. The thing that trapped him for 5000 years and launched him into the future. The only thing that can save mankind.

(If I have used this Mokuba joke like this before forgive me it was like a different lifetime before I caught covid, and I will not be able to regain those memories because I cannot curse myself with a rude ass puzzle.)

The abusive relationship with the Millennium Puzzle is a whole anime college essay I would write if I had half a brain, but alas I have the immune system and fatigue of a sickly gerbil or a goldfish that feels a little bit chilly. So I will not be writing that in depth episode but like...

Think about how far we've come with this jackass puzzle. And yet, I'm supposed to forgive it? Nah I don't think I have yet. Go to hell, puzzle.

This puzzle can go straight to hell.

Anyway, if you just got here you can read these recaps in chrono order at the link here:

https://steve0discusses.tumblr.com/tagged/yugioh/chrono

PS I had to do so much assholery to get that to go to my chrono link and not my main link. They would just. Change my link. They would just change my link every time I pasted it. Tumblr you have GOT to give me my old post editor back omg.

#yugioh #YGO #yu gi oh #photo recap #yugi muto #joey wheeler #tea gardener #seto kaiba #priest seto #demon king bakura #bakura #yami muto #shimon #mana #isis #exodia #S5

[fduck0]

BITCHESSSSSS I REWATCHED THE WENDY ANIMATION TO FIND A FRAME AND MY BRAIN WENT OFF AB SOMETHING ILL KILL😭😭

in this frame the flowers behind Abigail are all grey and just stand there sadly while the ones closer to Wendy are still looking red and pretty alive. And while this is just likely to be a lighting thing, I WANNA GO OFF AB THIS AND THE ANIMATION SO GET READY

First things first, as much as Wish you were here is SUCH a good animation for Wendy, I feel like the pandemic really affected its production, as we dont really have storyboards for it, or at least not any that i could find and it has some very chaotic storytelling, which tbh fits wendy PERFECTLY with her chaotic grief, but i feel like it leaves the viewer a bit confused over what they just saw. Because of this, i have mostly seen 2 interpretations of this animation.

Version number 1. is the general, oh the animation is a hallutination induced by Wendys poor mental state, as the screen gets more grey at the end when she realises abigail is gone, which would mean that her sanity is low. And tbh i kinda have a lot of mixed feelings on this take, as it leaves a lot of things unexplained, but it is also an EXTREMELY likely possibility for wendy to either be in a psychotic episode due to her loss, or any other stuff that could cause it.

MY issue with this take is that it leaves the question, why the hell was Abigails ghost there in the first place then?

Why would the flower come down at the start of the animation and leave at the end, if Abigail isnt actually there.

Also like, Wendy didnt even see the flower, she doesnt react to it being next to her, she doesnt pick it up, WHY WOULD IT BE THERE?

And all of this leads me to version number 2, of this animations meaning. Wendys description has always been "Haunted by her twin sister" (or at least in ds lmao). So this just leads me to believe Abigail is actually there.

We know from the quotes that Abigail can still move in her flower most probably,that or she can fully go invisible, idk know tbh, klei doesnt give us almost any info ab how the ghosts work😭😭 but both would explain the flower coming down FROM THE FUCKING HEAVENS AT THIS POINT, to visit Wendy and then leave at the end. (also the thing i talked ab at the start with the flowers in the bush looking alive)

(Wendy clearly cant see Abigail in these quotes)

But i have to admit, if this is the chase, then why the FUCK would Abigail come down to visit Wendy only to fall off the cliff MOST PROBABLY AGAIN, i have no fucking clue.

Could this be determined if we had more info on the ghosts? most probably.

Why was Abigail there in the first place? Probably there to cheer Wendy up or just wanting to play with her again tbh.

Why did Abigail decide to fuck off at the end when Jack shows up? Tbh idk but its probably the fact her goal is most probably just to look over Wendy, since the flower is still there by her side.

Did this probably affect Wendy EVEN MORE, as both her and her family probably thought she was losing it? If this theory is true, then 100% yes.

why did the sanity loss filter appear at the end? Either Abigail going back into the flower, or just the realization that OOPS, NOBODY THERE.

But yeah this is pretty much it. Both takes on it leave some questions tbh, and while i like the second more for being more mystical and kinda goofy both of these are just as likely. THAT OR ITS BOTH. THAT OR ITS FUCKING NEITHER IDK

THIS

THIS IS ALL I WAS FUCKING SEARCHING FOR WHEN MY BRAIN SAW THAT BUSH AND FUCKING LOST IT. HONEST ABIGAIL REACTION

#dst #dst wendy #dst abigail #ds #dont starve #dontstarvetogether #jesus CHRIST #MY BRAIN FUCKING NEEDED TO PUT THIS ON HERE LIKE ACTUALLY JESUS CHRIST #duck rambles #This is the most fnaf theory take ive had in like years but I NEED TO GET IT OUT

[fizzy-dizzie]

Hey people write Steve in character challenge GO

(warning long ass post ahead, character analysis turned Civil War analysis BC I'll never shut up about that movie)

Right off the bat, Steve isn't and has never been a rule follower. Steve has an extremely strong moral compass, he has the strongest feeling of right and wrong and he is going to go after the right thing even if he's told not too. This is so prevalent in ANY captain America movie.

Why he behaves so seriously would also come from how he grew up. He wasn't taken seriously ever due to his size and his health, if he wasn't loud and clear on what he thought, no one would be paying attention. But to be honest, I think the movies kinda do him wrong when showing he isn't serious outside of battle, he's always coping with some kind of fight or dilemma or stressful situation to be fixed, especially with the role of leader on his shoulders it's his job to take it seriously. On the rare occasions we do see him relaxed we can see he's just a calm and polite guy who's just maybe a little quiet in big groups. (Which would also be a product of his pre-serum days. In big groups no one's paying attention to the little guy)

I think a reason he's misconstrued as an asshole (aside from needing to be used as a plot point in a fic) is because of how he reacts in a battle. He's stern and being the leader of the group, is telling people what to do in the heat of battle. He takes problems seriously and looks at them from a very logical stand point, (again, which is his role as the leader) which is such a VAST fucking contrast from Tony who still thinks of problems from a logical stand point too but tries to find humor in every situation, even the world ending issues.

So it makes sense if you much prefer Tony's type of character, that you aren't going to like the way Steve handles problems, which is the opposite method of Tony's emotionally.

I think the first movie really enforced that divide between Tony and Steve fans with how opposing they were. And even with Age Of Ultron to clear the air, Civil War threw out all of the relationship we were supposed to believe they had.

If I'm being honest, on Marvel's behalf, I don't think they did a very good job in enforcing that Steve and Tony were good friends before Civil War. But it will always and forever be crazy to me that Tony would ever consider himself as close of a friend with Steve as Bucky is.

"I was your friend too"

He says like he was there when no one would listen to Steve, like he was there when no one took Steve seriously. Like he was there when Steve was sick all the time. Like he was there when Steve's mother died and he had no one. Like he was there for Steve when he got into fights he couldn't handle. Bucky was there since day one.

It links back to steve wishing to have someone who 'understood his experience' the ENTIRE catws movie being about how important Bucky is to Steve and Steve being willing to let Bucky KILL him to prove how much he cared. TONY AND STEVE NEVER HAD THAT CONNECTION.

And I know that's the point. I know that's the point of the movies, Bucky being the thing Steve is willing to leave the avengers for, the avengers who have been his new family in his time where he knows no one in a new world. But when I see people saying Steve betrayed Tony I just don't understand. Bucky means SO much more to Steve. And technically yes, the Avengers were all certainly helpful when he needed it, they were definitely important to him too, but they just don't compare to Bucky.

And quick side note, don't get me wrong, if someone killed my parents I'd want them dead too. It's not like I blame Tony's immediate reaction to the information but to look me in the eyes and say Tony had the right to, is ridiculous. Bucky was tortured and brainwashed and forced to kill and do what he did. That is an innocent man.

#this isnt a tony hate post its a steve hater hate post #also if there are grammatical errors which there probably are im sorry 💀 #steve rogers is important to me guys lol #so is bucky #but god steve is so ridiculously misunderstood particularly in post civil war days #steve rogers #bucky barnes #tony stark #the avengers #cacw #catws #catfa #age of ultron #captain america civil war #marvel cinematic universe #mcu

[mykatsudon]

hi, have you heard the rumor that apparently a leaker revealed that mappa permanently shelved ice adolescence? i've seen that someone made a petition for mappa to say something about the movie but honestly i really don't think that's going to do anything :( it kinda makes me wanna cry thinking about how or why the franchise ended up this way, it was HUGE and everyone was so excited for the movie and i just know mappa could still make tons of money if they'd ever release it. i'll never stop loving yuri on ice and its fandom but i just can't help but think it deserved so much better.

I have not seen it and I do not usually believe leaked info like that but it feels believable. We're already in the middle of the year. I really don't believe there's a production going on. My common sense tells me that if there were any type of production we would get some type of promotion; posters, merchandise, VA projects, etc. something major is going on/went on in production that's for sure. It's difficult to understand why such a money making IP would do radio silence like this, to the point hey can't even put together a short manga like in welcome to the madness, or do another Sanrio collab, CD drama? anime café? the fact that we're not getting even those says to me this is canned.

As to why the entirety of YOI seems to be canned and not just Iceado I seriously have no idea, I cannot understand this decision other than this is something to do with it's creators. It would be one thing if yoi ended and that was it, story was over, but to go as far as to say "see you next level" and announce a movie, it's fair to say they had plans for yoi beyond the original 12 eps. YOI was highly successful, best selling anime of 2017, best selling blue ray discs in 2018, bunch of awards, It trended #1 on Tumblr and twitter every Wednesday, when was the last time we've seen something like that happen with other anime? only the biggest of the biggest trend with every episode (aot, jjk, demon slayer, etc) and yoi was pulling those numbers. I stand on my theory that if it were up to Mappa we would be on Yuri on ice season 3 with 2 movies and OVAS by now (7 years later) but this is something to do with Kubo, Sayo and the production team. perhaps they don't want to continue with this project, perhaps they got burnout. But I wanna make a point that I made in the essay I posted some time ago about my suspicions on what happened to YOI. The fact that Yoi was a big money making IP does not guarantee fast input of related media. look at Hideki Anno with EVA: 3.0+1.0, It's a Huge, popular property that makes a lot of money worldwide and still it took 9 years for the final movie to come out! Hideki experienced severe burnout, people who worked closely to him left the production and the whole experience severely delayed the project (this is what I've found on my research) People thought the last EVA movie was canned as well, and this was purely on the basis of the creator because the numbers were there, so the fact that it's taken this long for new YOI content does not mean it's canned forever, but it does appear that the project is in indefinite hold. I, myself am finding peace with this. I've accepted that the project is on hold perhaps forever, perhaps not. But I'm trying to find closure however I can. I do hope we get some kind of announcement though, I do find it kinda impolite to leave the fans in the dark like this.

sorry for the long reply

#yoi #yuri on ice #iceado #ice adolescence

[hpowellsmith]

Hey I love your writing so much! I'm currently replaying royal affairs for the tenth time and I was wondering how the dynamic might be for Javi with a cuddlebug reader. Like, she's very supportive of Javi and kind. I noticed Javi responds well to kindness and a soft touch. Like, he's awkward at first but he kinda warms to it and it's like it disarms him, despite himself,, is what it seems like to me. The reader is like that. Very patient with him and forgiving.

Is there a point at which he'd be super cuddly with her? Even if he makes a production of it? Like maybe not huge pda if he's uncomfortable with it, but at least behind closed doors? Like if she doesn't make a big deal about it? I think I read somewhere u said he likes cuddles but would be okay (or even desire to be) very affectionate or is that a blue moon thing?

Cuz like I headcannon my reader as one scared off from sex in the past (totally not projecting on my character ahem), but she's still really touch starved and feels safe when snuggled or held or just her hair caressed. She could be open to... other... stuff in the future with Javi, if they both trust eachpther and are comfortable with it at that point,but for now she's scared. So she's just looking for the innocent touches. Would Javi respond to her need for touch or would he be annoyed? I wouldn't want to annoy him with her preferred love language and make that cause a rift between them

Also, does kisses to the cheek/forehead/hair count as kissing? Because that seems more affectionate and comforting to me but idk how Javi would stand.

Don't mind me, just trying to properly picture how my character's marriage to Javi would be like. I love that little prickly porcupine. I like when he shows his soft underbelly. The trust 🥲My character would be very gentle with it.

U don't have to answer this if you're tired of answered questions like this about Javi. I am just totally projecting on my character and would like to know if he'd pet my hair and hold me at night 😅 I'd try not to be too clingy in public if it messed with his *°☆Image☆°* or pride or anything.

This has been in my inbox for A While and I'd sort of been waiting until the expanded epilogue because you get to see Javi being more cuddly there, once they're less snooty towards the MC.

When they're more relaxed with the MC, Javi would like hugs, hair stroking, or holding at night; they're happy with cheek/forehead/cheek kisses, though aren't so into more... I guess longer, nuzzly kisses? they like to have a little space as well.

If you haven't played the epilogue yet and liked the Javi romance, you may enjoy seeing Javi being more affectionate and chill with the MC now that they're not feeling like they have to be competing all the time <3

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Hello. Are you going to write your opinion on Tagatha?

I have no clue how old this ask is. Imma be so honest, I'm only now learning how this system works but YEAH SURE I'LL TALK ABOUT TAGATHA

haven't touched the books in a hot year or so but i remember some spirit waking up inside me and making a google slide so i have guidance, let's allow my brain to catch up as i read this.

Disclaimer, I think the book should have ended at 3. I think any further kinda rips away the happy ending those three had so my opinions are that of the first three books.

Now, I enjoy a good enemies to lovers as much as the next person but my _god_ did I not like it with Tagatha at all. They just never seemed to really get each other??? The constant bickering was never really cute to me and maybe I just need to reread it, but it always seemed like their romance was very surface deep.

They were both kids— teenagers basically at this point in the story both in societies that glorified one side and villianised the other, so their opinions and way of going about things reflected that. Honest to god? Great set up, didn't like the execution. I feel like it's because it never felt like Tedros was even meant to be a love interest in the first book.

Tedros had a lot of good traits to him in the first book (heck, mans became my favourite character when I started writing him because I found him and his story really interesting) but he just never felt like a person to me at that point. It never felt like this love story that made me want to ship them, it just... set the stage of everything really well.

He was there to be an obstacle, at least to me! One of the many things Sophie had been dreaming of her whole life but then couldn't have. From a technical stand-point, I could only imagine Tedros and Agatha being together to further add to Sophie's anomosity and jealousy and further show that the girls were in the right schools.

Agatha was a princess, in her Good School with her Prince who she would then marry and make her a Queen. Agatha was meant to be the best, both because she obviously was and to give a good subversion of tropes, and Tedros fit the bill.

And maybe that's the intention and if so, okay! but it never appealed to me as all.

Their original relationship felt a fair bit rushed as well. While confidence in a person does make them more attractive, does it really just erase all the previous history they had?

Like okay, if we're relying on Tedros just being a himbo and focusing more on the pretty face (something I despise mind you) alright, fine but Agatha? She also lets bygones be bygones, forgets all the valid arguments and the reasonable dislike she had for Tedros? Seriously?

Their dislikes of the other were valid! And even when they did good things or things that kinda went against what they thought, how would they be sure y'know? They never talked. Never had a moment where they sat down and just tried to understand each other and that was highkey the worse part of it all.

I always thought it'd be something nice to have the two learn from each other, or rather grow with the other because they both have very harsh views on the other gender— based on upbringing both harsh and limiting but they always just fell back into the habit of just assuming the worse of each other. And maybe I'm too aro for this and maybe the book is just a product of the time (I still didn't like it then though) but I never got the arguing like a married couple thing.

Why is that cute? Like yeah, sometimes spending time with one another can have you learning new potentially annoying things about each other that you dislike but my god, not a scrap of understanding out of either of them? I guess that's how you can tell they're young.

The worst part of their bickering as well is they never actually work through a good few of their issues! The plot (or the Storian, I suppose) just moves them along to the next thing so they have to work together and thank god they can manage that at least.

In the grander scheme of things, it just sucks for the both of them! They're kinda just nudged towards each other by fate and just stuck together because the Omniscient Magic Pen said they were meant to be and they just rushed into it.

So, that's my opinion on them. I like them both! But I just don't ship them. Honestly, I think they belong with other people. (Maybe prioritise some healing from past trauma and deconstruction of some core beliefs before yall jump into relationships but that's just me.)

#school for good and evil #agatha of woods beyond #sge tedros #tedros of camelot #sge agatha #character analysis #i don't touch this blog for more than a year and i come back with this #what you do /lh #if i got something horrendously wrong forgive me and correct me it's been a time #is he back? is he writing? who knows !! #he writes a bit give him so time to catch up