#firstly thank you for that

[straws-and-stats]

In light of both the announcement of The Magnus Protocol and the introduction of polls to tumblr, I thought it would be a good time to reintroduce the fandom to Ye Olde TMA Fan Survey!

If you weren’t one of the 3,500+ people able to take the survey back in the day and it sounds like something you’re interested in, I’ve got good news for you:

THE TMA FAN SURVEY IS STILL UP AND RUNNING!

Take the survey here (it contains spoilers through the finale!!!)

Read after the break for more context and for the results of the initial run!

Exactly two years ago, a group of us launched the TMA Fan Survey as part of the fan project Eye Love TMA to celebrate the podcast that means so much to so many. In the two months between survey launch and the March 2021 finale, we got over 3,500 fans (and a few cast/crew members!) to take the survey. I had a blast getting to examine such a large set of data and analyse how the fandom related to the podcast through items such as:

Favourite character

Favourite season

Scariest episode

Charisma levels of the fandom as compared to the Archivist

What the Admiral looks like

How the Admiral wears trousers

Which entity fans are most afraid of

Which dancing Theresa May haunts the Archivist in the gap between his nightmares

And so, so much more!

Now, since the fandom has only continued to grow since the finale, and that means there are even more people who are able to contribute to this project, I decided to readvertise the survey.

Through the launch of TMagP, I’m going to be running a drive to collect Even More Data for the survey and release an updated newsletter come October.

Look at the finale-era results here.

Tumblr post of highlights from newsletter launch by the incredible niksfake

Adorable comic by shanni used to advertise the survey

Just to note that, going forward, I’m only going to be looking at the multiple choice questions on the survey. I already read through 3,500 responses to each of the 6 short answer questions and I am not going to read through any more, thank you very much.

Also, the survey was written in between the release of MAG 190 and MAG 191 and updated relevant episode-centric questions with each new release, so please feel free to laugh at some of the more outdated questions.

#the magnus archives #tma #tma spoilers #tmagp #dataisbeautiful #data #tma fan survey #eye love tma #jmart #the eye needs your opinions and thoughts #do your part and help feed the ceaseless watcher's creative consciousness by taking the survey #those of you that took the survey in the two years since we last advertised it #firstly thank you for that #and secondly how the hell did you find it

[mienar]

sunrays and quiet moments

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#artists on tumblr #animated illustration #animated gif #digital art #2d animation #illustration #environment art #background art #art backgrounds #environment illustration #sunset #sunrise #myillust #cozy rooms #hi!! it's been a really long while and firstly - happy new year! #i hope you've been well and that things have been good for you #i'm sorry for not posting for so long - last year has been quite hectic and i've had to put personal art on the shelf for a while;; #but i really do hope to make more personal art and share them this year! i really do miss making them #thank you thank you thank you for sticking around for my art despite my inactivity - i can't thank you enough really

[imerian]

Made this keychain while i was sad for Logan after the race. I'm so happy with the result and also i think doodles and references come out good ฅ⁠^⁠•⁠ﻌ⁠•⁠^⁠ฅ

I put more pics under cut if you want to see!!!

There some photos without any drawings plus just doodles bc it's easy to miss something with how much I going on there 😭

Also i finally have plase to rumble about every little detail (tags)

#ls2 #logan sargeant #“matching with osc” bc i used same bead on oscar charm i wear #also used my favourite picture of hin fishing #and his eyes #why can't i understand what colour exactly are they #so i used two beads to represent them #also i love how white and blue line merge a bit when they cross #ones near “Williams” #also metal eyes represent pressure on him this season #i thought it was cool #also i added as much stars ar i could #firstly because Logan is MY star #but also because AMERRRRICA 🦅🦅🦅 #also i think I'm sooooo funny for that eagle charm #and i still find so endearing the fact that Logan loves fishing #i needed to find references to draw that fish #also literally everything I drawn with my finger #I'm so proud of the result #f1 #williams racing #also moonstone is there for the whole “logan is the moon and oscar is sun” thing #i love pain and loscar as you can see #also i love golden bead for his hair bc it have really pretty colour and the vibe is very right for him #i think that's all #thanks for reading #I'm so in love with creating

[willsilvertongue]

MARISA COULTER THROUGH THE SEASONS

a content creator secret santa gift for @iressails​ 💝

#hdmedit #his dark materials #marisa coulter #usergif #cinemapix #userlolo #ccss2022 #my edits #AHHH HI IRES ITS ME! #firstly i am so incredibly sorry for how late this is #the perfectionist in me was public enemy 1 #but i hope the wait was worth it i really wanted to do something commemorative of the show #and i'm really lucky that i was able to do hdm for you and me :') #was a great challenge to try and make something without much text #and i'd just like to thank you for saving me from hours of hunting for typography #again i am so so sorry for the delay but happy holidays i hope you like this!!

[oifaaa]

It’s a shame Tim isn’t going to be in the baby Damian au. Because Tim competing and losing to a 6 year old who is everyone’s favorite is really funny. Imagine being Robin, thinking you’re the coolest kid every and Nightwing like 7 year old better then you. The elementary schooler has high security clearance then most of the batfamily.

You say this like canon wasn't a 16 year old boy losing constantly to a 9 year old child isn't that embarrassing enough for Tim

#ask #anon #im sorry but how are you all gonna tell me #that it's not hilarious that mr self involved tim #firstly getting beat up by a nine year old #then later beat up a nine year old like it was an achievement #and then people turn to me and ask #why do i bully tim drake so much #tim should be thanking me #that he isnt in half my aus #it saves him so much embarrassment

[silverskye13]

I do be kinda bonkers nutso over RnS and I lobe poetry so..... RNS POETRY BASED OFF OF THE LAST CHAPTER AND FROM HELSKNIGHTS POV!!! (Plus a helsknight Doodle)

~~~

Through flesh thine dagger breaks.

I mustn't flinch in the face of pain.

For I know my friend may cause death.

You hath protected yourself in panic.

I wonder what you had been put through.

For I know that the harm is not from our world.

The dagger back in your hands.

I send you to prevent rust.

For I know you don't want to, you must.

Pouding radiates through the house.

I rush in to more panic.

For I know you need help.

Wrapped in my shadow of strength.

I let you rest.

For I know that later, you must recall the pain.

.

#redstone and skulk #submission #artemfluid #putting my commentary in the notes because i want your work to stand alone #firstly [excited noises] YOU WROTE A POEM #AH. AH. POETRY. POETRY IN MY INBOX. #I love the staggering structure #every stanza has a different count of syllables #it feels like someone off-balance someone trying to offer comfort when they have no idea what they're doing #especially near the end #the first two stanzas are so solid #they feel like he at least knows a little of what hes doing #'i mustnt flinch in the face of pain' so the stanza has a foundation #and then the second panic and offering protection and the syllables progress #also the doodle <3 #thank you for the submission!

[sinfulsunni]

👀💖 (pairing is up to u 🙌❤️)

send me an emoji combo and I’ll write you a little nsfw ficlet!

hehe okie this one is public sex 👀 + praise kink 💖 featuring some Sprizzy and a side of Izzy/Crew! :)

this one uh. this got away from me a little bit.

- ♥️ -

“Are you sure about this? You can still call it off at any time.”

Spriggs - no, Lucius - whispers close to Izzy’s neck, a question meant only for him. Izzy suppresses a shiver at the feeling of warm breath against his skin, and shakes his head.

“I’m sure. Fuckin’ wet already, check if you don’t believe me,” Izzy grumbles, face flushing. Lucius chuckles and Izzy blushes harder.

“Don’t worry, I’m getting there. Just promise me you’ll tell me if anything feels wrong.”

“I promise,” Izzy affirms.

“Good boy,” Lucius smiles, and presses a peck to Izzy’s cheek, right over his tattoo.

Izzy shudders at the praise, his chest heaving as his heart starts to race in anticipation of what’s about to happen.

When he finally manages to bring himself to look up from his kneeling position, a dozen pairs of eyes are looking at him. More specifically, the crew of the Revenge, minus the captains. They’re arranged in a crescent moon shape in front of him, most of them sitting or kneeling on the deck, and all staring at him intently. Izzy feels his pulse skip at the sight of them.

His audience.

Having all those eyes on him, as Lucius slowly starts to unbutton his vest from behind, should feel wrong. It should be humiliating, perverse, like he’s just a cheap whore putting on a show. But it isn’t. Somehow, the only thing he can feel is… safe.

And horny, his dick reminds him as Lucius’s hands slip underneath his shirt. That too. Safe and horny. It’s an electrifying combination. His cunt throbs in his leathers.

His heartbeat seems to echo through his entire body as Lucius pulls off more and more layers until Izzy is completely exposed. The cool air hits his hot, aching cunt, and a shudder runs through him.

“Gosh, aren’t you gorgeous,” Lucius murmurs fondly. He runs his hands over Izzy’s scarred back, gently massaging his shoulders, and Izzy’s already melting like butter in his hands. He spreads his knees involuntarily, earning a few intakes of breath from his audience. A spark of strange pride and excitement flutters in his chest.

“Isn’t he so pretty, everyone?”, Lucius says louder, addressing the crew this time. He strokes a single wooden finger down the side of Izzy’s face, smooth carved wood grazing over rough stubble.

The crew doesn’t make him wait for praise. Immediately, Izzy hears several small sounds of agreement, and sees a few of them smile in a way that can only be described as adoring. Who would have thought anyone could look at Izzy Hands with adoration?

“Qué hermosa…”, Jim breathes, staring at Izzy in a way that makes him tremble. “Un muy buen chico.”

Izzy doesn’t know Spanish, but he understands enough to flush at the words. That low, warm rasp of their voice… their dark eyes trailing down his naked body…..

“Yes, he is very good isn’t he,” Lucius agrees. “Are you ready to show them how very good you are, darling?”, Lucius asks, hands trailing slowly down Izzy’s chest.

Izzy barely manages to breathe out his consent before he’s desperately stretching up to meet Lucius’s lips in a hungry kiss, eagerly opening his mouth to grant him entrance. The heat goes straight to his core, pounding through his body in tidal waves of arousal, making him shake.

All at once he feels like he’s loose in a storm, tossed about by the sea, completely at the mercy of this man and his honeyed words. Lucius pulls himself around to face Izzy properly, bringing both hands up to cup his face as he kisses Izzy deeper, hotter, unraveling him.

Izzy feels splayed open, pinned like a butterfly for display, more naked than he’s ever been and more alive than he’s ever felt.

“God you’re so good, you’re so fucking good, you’re just made for this aren’t you,” Lucius gasps into his mouth in between kisses, suddenly sounding almost as desperate as Izzy.

His touch turns almost frantic as he pulls Izzy into his lap, exploring every inch of skin with his hands, raking his nails through silvered chest hair. He tweaks a nipple and Izzy gasps.

He loses himself in Lucius’s touch, almost forgetting about his audience until they break apart for breath and Izzy finds himself shaken by what he sees.

The crew. His crew. They’re all just… looking at him. Looking at him like - like he’s -

“You’re beautiful.”

Lucius whispers the words into his skin with a kiss, soft as sea foam. His hands are trailing lower, lower, chasing the heat between Izzy’s legs.

Beautiful. Beautiful. The words echo in Izzy’s head like a chime, like a song that’s lifting him up, making him gasp and roll into Lucius’s touch. The crazy thing is, he believes it. It makes him feel mad, but right now, he fucking believes it.

He chances another glance at the crew, and his heart soars in his chest as he looks at them. They’re beautiful too, he realizes. They’re all so fucking beautiful. He wants them, he wants them so fucking much. All of them, anything they have to offer him. He wants to be held, and kissed, and touched, and praised, he wants them to whisper a dozen sugar-sweet promises to him and he wants to believe it, he wants them to bring him to his peak again and again and again and he wants to make all of them feel good too.

Lucius’s fingers tease over his cock, sliding down to collect the wetness between Izzy’s legs, just how he promised to before.

“Tell us what you want, Izzy. We’re gonna take care of you.”

Lucius’s beard scratches against Izzy’s collarbone. The sun is warm on the back of his neck. The hushed sound of the ocean is a soothing lullaby in the background.

“Everything,” Izzy says. “Give me everything.”

- ♥️ -

thank you for reading! this will be posted to my ao3 as well <3

#thank you sm for your request! I hope you like it 👉👈 #ask box #sunnyposting #izzy hands #lucius spriggs #sprizzy #ofmd #sunny.fic #writing this has taught me two things. firstly that I do not know when to stop. #and secondly that I am unable to write fic about anything without making it serious and emotional. #like bruh this was just supposed to be hot why is it sappy as hell 😭 #oh well. I’m not complaining. I wrote and finished something successfully and enjoyed it! :)

[gwyns]

Am I the only one who thinks Azriel's bonus chapter was about him being jealous of his brothers and whining about not having a mate and try to reason how Elain should've been his but when we get to the end of chapter we realise that he's been truly blind as a bat that he can't see that his mate has been under his nose all along...

Like I didn't even had to read about all the mating bond languages that sjm been copy pasting with her mated couple to know Gwynriel is a mated couple (even tho they're true but as a casual reader you might not notice at first)

It's srsly that easy I don't know what these idiots are talking about!! Making theories out of their a*ses and keep telling us to read between the lines... istg I see a new theory out of that bonus chapter and they also keep saying it doesn't mean anything bc it wasn't part of the book...

Honey it's not that hard lol this was sjm massage to us that Azriel and Gwyn are mates, like it or not!!

nope! you're not the only one, that was my first initial impression too. as soon as i finished acosf, i said to myself, "oh my god, e/riel is dead" and his chapter only solidified it for me

his chapter isn't romantic, like at all. it's moreso showing us how lonely az truly is and how he's let that fester and make him act out. yes, there's some cute moments with gwyn and his shadows, but ultimately it's about how far az has fallen mentally. kinda like nesta in acofas. no matter what that side claims, he's not happy and in love, he's not doing well in the slightest

it's so amusing to me how they flip flop on whether his bonus chapter counts or not lol i've seen them say that it both confirms e/riel and sets up their forbidden romance trope and that it's also not canon because it's a bonus. while yes it is a bonus, it's definitely still canon, it's just not necessary to understand the rest of the book/series

recently, i've ventured into other sides of the internet, sides also filled with "theories" and i've come to realize that if someone wants something enough, they'll see anything as a connection and confirmation of whatever it is that they want. it doesn't mean that it's actually true and will happen. i fully believe this is how e/riels' brains work too, and it's caused their fandom to adapt this hive mind where if you disagree even a little bit, you get bullied and kicked out (i've seen actual former e/riels say this happens)

at the end of the day sjm writes for herself first and foremost, whatever she wants, she gets. she also loves the mate trope, despite what some people want to believe, and happy endings and the way i see it is that e/riel can't happen for everyone to end up happy. see how i don't need to make up bread recipes or a secret baby to make my ships happen? as a sjm reader since 2013, being able to recognize what tropes she likes and her writing style is all the "proof" i need

#firstly: im so sorry its taken me forever to reply to this. ive had a bad couple of weeks #secondly: i better not see anyone arguing that lucien and vassa could have them ending up happy #if you seriously think that lucien 'im a mated male now' vanserra is even LOOKING in vassas direction then youre wrong as hell #also realistically WHY would vassa as a human queen who is trying to reclaim her territory end up with someone whos future isnt tied to her #like at all?? sjm is best at making her ships compliment eachother and their overall journeys #so why wouldnt she make her end up with a human general who SHARES HER SAME GOALS? someone who is already at her throat and she at his #anyway rant over. sorry about that. thank you for the ask anon!!! 💖 #antielriel #anti e/riel #asks #anonymous

[youssefguedira]

behold, the product of yesterday's lotr au discussion (for @spacegirlsgang)

Nicolò has not spoken to him in days.

He hasn't spoken to anyone. He walks silently at Yusuf's side, hand always on his sword, eyes always on the horizon. When there are people who need it, he helps, tends wounds and lifts the younger ones onto horses and hands out food. He still does not speak, and Yusuf worries for him.

They have already lost Quynh, and Sebastien. Dizzy and Jay may well be dead by now for all they know, and Nile and Lykon… he does not really want to think about it for long. He only hopes they are alive. And now Andromache, too, is gone, and Nicolò will not speak, and Yusuf cannot help feeling very, very alone without him. It is strange: Yusuf would have thought, just a week or two ago, that he would have been glad never to see Nicolò again. Now, the thought terrifies him.

When they make camp that night, Yusuf takes his place by the fire with his sword across his lap and prepares to keep watch. Nicolò joins him, after a while, but instead of taking a seat and silently watching the horizon as Yusuf has come to expect him to, he speaks.

"You should rest," he says, voice hoarse as if – well, as if he hasn't used it in days. He carries two bowls of stew, one of which he passes to Yusuf.

"So should you," Yusuf responds. He's exhausted, but neither of them have slept much – he's not sure Nicolò has slept at all since they lost Andromache.

"I do not need to sleep like you do," Nicolò says, which almost makes Yusuf laugh.

"Bullshit," he says. "Even you can't go this long without needing to rest."

Nicolò doesn't say anything to that. Doesn't even meet Yusuf's eyes, but Yusuf can tell how tired Nicolò truly is, and suddenly he cannot bear it anymore.

"We cannot keep on like this," Yusuf says. "This is not – if we're all that's left, I cannot do this without you, Nicolò."

Nicolò is quiet, for a while. When he finally speaks, he says, "Try to rest, Yusuf. I will keep watch tonight."

Yusuf waits. Nicolò does not move, nor show any sign of conceding. Just as stubborn as Andromache – well. He doesn't let himself finish that thought.

He waits a little longer, but Nicolò remains silent.

"Wake me for the second watch, then," Yusuf says, finally. Nicolò does not nod, but Yusuf no longer has the strength in him to push. He falls asleep quickly.

When he wakes, it is morning, and Nicolò is nowhere to be seen. Yusuf can only hope he found someone else for the second watch, and that he did not stay awake all night, but he would not be surprised if the latter were true.

During the day, they keep to their regular routine – Nicolò's silence and Yusuf's attempts to find anything to do that isn't think too much – but that night, when Nicolò finds him, he sets his sword down by his side and asks, "Will you wake me for the second shift?"

Yusuf nods quickly, too quickly, and Nicolò smiles, though it is small. It's the first time Yusuf's seen him smile in days.

He wakes Nicolò for the second shift and sleeps after that, and the next night, Yusuf takes the first and Nicolò the second.

It's a start, at the very least.

–

The day after they reach Helm's Deep, Nicolò is the first to see the rider.

He does not realise who it is at first: the figure is too distant. They wear a cloak with the hood pulled low over their face, and lean heavily over their horse, as if injured.

Nicolò's first thought is that it is a scout. His second thought, which he discounts quickly, is that it is Andromache, which. It cannot be. He does not dare imagine it.

When the figure keeps approaching, he shouts a warning to the guards on the walls. Yusuf, who had fallen asleep beside him, his back against the stone, startles awake. "What is it?" he asks, still half-asleep.

"I do not know, yet," Nicolò responds. He gets to his feet. Yusuf follows a moment later.

"I see it, now," Yusuf says, furrowing his brow. Nicolò's hand goes to his bow, just in case. If it is a scout, he will deal with them quickly.

Then, suddenly, Yusuf's eyes go wide, and he curses. Taps Nicolò twice on the shoulder, and runs along the wall, down the stairs, towards the gate, shouting at the guards to open it.

Nicolò looks again, then, and realises what Yusuf has seen. The rider's weapon is just visible over their right shoulder, and Nicolò knows the carvings on its handle, knows them because they are the twin of the carvings on the hilt of his hunting dagger, because both weapons were forged by the same person.

He is moving before he truly has time to process the thought. The gates are opened far too slowly, creaking with the movement, and by the time he can see the rider again she is sitting straighter in the saddle, a wide grin on her face, urging her horse forward. It is only Yusuf's hand on his arm that keeps him from running through the gates to greet her; when Nicolò looks back at him, his smile is bright enough to rival the midday sun.

Andromache.

Finally, she is there, riding through the gates like a king returning to her kingdom, like she had planned this all along, like Nicolò hadn't seen her fall from a cliff only a few days ago. She dismounts easily, before the horse has even fully stopped, and then he is running, and she is meeting him halfway and gathering him into her arms and laughing, even as he thinks he starts crying.

Then Yusuf is there too, and Nicolò has to step back but cannot bring himself to go far, and Andromache hugs him too, while Yusuf laughs, bright and loud.

"Where have you been," he is saying, and "I thought you were dead, Andromache, I thought we had lost you," and she laughs again and cups the back of his neck with one hand and says, "I'm okay, Nico, I'm okay."

"So," Andromache says once Yusuf steps back, too, her grin sharp despite how exhausted she must be. "Tell me what I've missed."

#neon writes #tog lotr au #the old guard #look. i have Feelings abt it #firstly. helm's deep is the Major turning point for joe and nicky's relationship but we're starting to lay the groundwork here #i think they're not quite there with talking about feelings yet. but on their way #nicolò a) letting yusuf sleep through the night and b) actively asking him to take the first watch (i.e. listening to him when yusuf says h #needs to rest) is really. its something for me #i don't know if the thing about elves not needing to sleep much is true just go with me on this one. also if ive mixed up timelines its in #service of the Brain Worms. ok #in the actual hypothetical longfic this would be interspersed with other sections / the reunion might be from another pov #the bit about blacksmith andy is one of my favourite details about this au #she makes quynh's necklace AND nicky's knife n him being able to recognise her by the design of her axe because it's the same as that of hi #knife. Yeah it's important to me #anyway mary as always i hope you like this <3 and thank you for continually enabling the brain worms

[recapitulation]

recieved an email from my gay uncles signed "your guncles"

#firstly its hilarious to me that they EMAILED me to say thank you for the holiday card i send them. he has my cell number. #secondly its so sad there isnt a way to combine niece and lesbian. niecebian has nothing on guncle

[shiroi---kumo]

Crowned Prince of Misterica

#final fantasy unlimited #final fantasy #ffu #ff:u #makenshi #shiroi kumo #kumo #kumo shiroi #g! white cloud's scribbles [[ mun's art ]] #g! the last cloud prince #// you may reblog #// firstly dont you dare say anything shitty about a boy in a dress #// secondly mistericans dont operate in gendered clothing #// so the cloud operates in 'that's pretty' and 'I want it' #// so like a good mun I spoil my baby and i give him anything he desires within reason of course #// so if Puff wants to be ULTRA PUFF in a puffy dress #// then ULTRA PUFF he shall be #// and you can thank red for this mental image but he absolutely has the Maken slipped down the back of that dress #// between his shoulder blades like that one scene in wonder woman #// he can and will still kick your ass in that dress - don't test him

[wraithsoutlaws]

A - Acrobatics H - Horny N - Nature R - Random Ryder*

for Dagger *listen, I'm getting my shit together here now asking bc this is on my mind for quite a while, so I use this given lifetime opportunity rn and going to be bold about that (even asking publicly — jeez, so not me), but yes — I wanna know if Dagger would consider spending some time with him or not. uwu vanishes into air

A - Acrobatics - How bendy can they get in bed? What is their favourite position? Dagger is very flexible in general, its pretty likely that he can just about figure into any position and he has no problem trying things out. That being said, he usually prefers something that gives him control, and he'll maneuver/manhandle his partner to his liking. We'll say..he likes easy access, and most of the time he's not looking for anything tender or intimate, so he often prefers his partners from behind, vulnerable and at his mercy. Though there are times that he likes them on top, to watch them unravel, and if they're special enough to him, allowing them to bite/mark/taste him too.

H - Horny - How easily aroused that person is, and what drives them crazy?

It can be pretty easy tbh and he's not one to ignore or push those urges back in the least. He's got some strange triggers and kinks and a mind unrestrained and in the gutter. Fighting is a good way to do it for him. Pain and blood specifically, he really gets off on that. Sometimes it's as easy as a lingering teasing glance that holds his attention and though it's not something he'd admit to, he can get jealous easily which also leads to him wanting somebody even more. He also likes people who don't fit in (often unapologetically). That alone will catch his eye and draw him closer.

N - Nature - Have they ever thought about having sex outside, or doing other inappropriate things there?  Dagger basically lives outside, so this is actually pretty standard and natural for him. He's used to sneaking around nomad camps or just having no roof over his head in general, its never been a question for him. He doesn't really mind being around other people when he does either, and often times won't even try to be sneaky about it anymore. This is just a facet of being around in his space. He has no shame really.

R - Random - RYDER

Oh he would definitely be okay with that UwU Maybe they happen to be in the same bar, how could he not buy the pretty dude in all black a drink? UwU Some light conversation and maybe they argue about music and who knows where the night goes UwU

#thank you!!! <3 #oc: dagger #nsft #i got your other message but i dunno if tumblr sent the reply i don't trust them sometimes v.v #anyway yes dagger and ryder would be a good duo hehe #firstly the accents together...southern and german (im assuming ry has a german accent???i always imagined that but i dont actually know) #i say argue abt music bc i know he likes raves n dagger is more of the type to find the worst crappiest bar with the messiest punk band #kind of music #but he'd like ryder for sure

[everglowstardust]

弱い僕だから (session)

(Yowai Boku Dakara - Because I'm Weak)

English Translation:

Because I’m weak, I need you

Because I’m weak, you’re precious to me

I’m no good on my own

It’s gotta be you

I can be honest with you

I can even show you my sadness

Because I’m weak, you’re precious to me

I’m afraid to be alone if you aren’t there

I don’t have to fake a laugh around you

I can even be embarrassed around you

Please don’t leave me, because I love you

Please be nice to me

Because I’m weak, you’re precious to me

The place I always go to rest is you

I want to bury my face

In your chest and cry

I’m so very scared

Please don’t leave me, because I love you

Please don’t leave me, because I love you

Please be nice to me

Because I’m weak, I need you

Because I’m weak, it’s only you

I’m no good on my own

If you aren’t with me

Because I’m weak

Romaji Lyrics:

yowai boku dakara kimi ga hitsuyou na no sa

yowai boku dakara kimi ga taisetsu na no sa

hitori ja dame na no sa

kimi de nakerya dame sa

kimi no mae de sunao ni nareru

kimi no mae de kanashii kao mo dekiru no sa

yowai boku dakara kimi ga taisetsu na no sa

hitori ja kowai no sa kimi ga inakereba

kimi no mae de wa tsukuri warai mo shinai

kimi no mae de wa haji mo kakeru no sa

hanarenaide okure kimi ga suki na no sa

yasashiku shite okure

yowai boku dakara kimi ga taisetsu na no sa

ikitsuku tokoro wa itsumo kimi na no sa

kimi no mune ni kao wo uzumete

nakitai no sa

totemo kowai no sa

hanarenaide okure kimi ga suki na no sa

hanarenaide okure kimi ga suki na no sa

yasashiku shite okure

yowai boku dakara kimi ga hitsuyou na no sa

yowai boku dakara kimi dake na no sa

hitori ja dame na no sa

kimi ga inakereba

yowai boku dakara

#go with the flow #kimura takuya #takuya kimura #木村拓哉 #my translations #and that's a wrap on gwtf!!! #get ready for lots of tags i have a few things i wanna say #firstly for those who may not know this was kimura's solo on the 1997 SMAP album ス (Su)! #highly recommend you look up that version to compare the performances it's pretty fun #secondly since this is technically a smap song i know it's been translated before and i almost didn't put it here #but it felt incomplete to not do it and it's a pretty simple song so i went for it #if it's similar to other translations it's purely coincidental i truly haven't looked at a translation for this song in literal years #finally thanks for joining me on this journey of kimura's solo albums!!!!

[balladetto]

the hidden / accepting / @nihlkahn

     There comes a point where you hurt for long enough, alone enough, that the ache becomes something like a friend.

     Link almost can't imagine being without it. Saying goodbye to it. He doesn't think he'd know how to when he's been holding it by the hand for so long, so dutifully, and maybe it's his mistake — admitting that. But the night stretches on like some gaping maw: suffocating, his exhaustion a weight he can't lift his head all the way up against, the gnawing rot sunk so deep in the heart he feels he has no tears left for—

     And the Deity, through it all, is here. By his side, despite what brought them together. Despite what should've kept them apart — how Link wanted them apart. He remains, anchored. Present.

     Vengeful.

There's moments of the Deity that find him awash in regret and hatred for the Goddesses as he looks upon Link, how could they do this to a child who was so alone in the world? Even though he couldn't have prevented it, he still wishes he could have done more, " I can't believe you've been dealing with all of this on your own. If I could go back and change it all, I would. "

     Had he the energy for it, Link would've smiled. Or, at least, tried. It's a nice thing to hear. More than what he's ever gotten from anyone about this — through no fault but his own. Is it wrong of him, he wonders, that he only dares this with the Deity? That he'd sooner open the door for a god than any older friend; that he'd put his struggles there, on that divine-or-other level his companion occupies?

     Link feels it's only fair.

     He shakes his head from where it's buried in his arms, shoulders moving up-down in some half-hearted shrug. Now that it's out there, suspended in the space between them with shaky, stunted words, the hurt feels— emptier. Not gone, just...easier to fill in, maybe. Easier to breathe around and say, "S'kay."

     It's not. But he likes to imagine there's a yet there: it's not okay yet, 'cause it will be. It will have to be. He can't change anything that's happened, can't change that it's all happened to him, and he can't want to. What would it make him if he wished this on someone else? It has to be him. It has to be Link.

     It will always have to be Link.

#nihlkahn #( hi red! firstly. thank you SO much for this #it had me so. severely unwell #second please do not mind the length. you don't even have to continue this if you don't want to i just wrote so much because -- again -- IT #HAD ME SO. SEVERELY UNWELL!! i know this is our first ic interaction so i'm sorry it's full-on Like This but. ahhh!! #this is....definitely a while into them travelling together...AHHHH!!! #SENDING YOU ONLY THE BEST VIBES FOR THIS. OH MY GOD ) #* lionheart / ic. #* lionheart / answer. #* ic / para. #* v / the world: unmoved. #long post cw

[metagalacticx]

scira au: they meet on a cruise 🌊💕🛥🌸 [1/2]

“Sorry, sorry! Really sorry. Here—”

Kira looks up, and the guy winces, his free hand frantically brushing cake crumbs from the side of her skirt.

She was so close— the tray hovering over the table, legs positioned perfectly to slide into her seat— when she felt the entire weight of a person twice her size crash into her, and now what should have been her dinner is splattered everywhere. At first she felt a stab of panic— an iceberg? freak storm? maybe a hole in the hull— but everything else was stationary.

“Hey, I can— I can fix that,” the guy says about the mess on the waxed floor. Then he flashes a finger, “Wait, just— hold on!”

Kira tries to smile.

She’d decided to embark on this three-week cruise for self-care reasons. To focus only on her needs; decentering everything she’s carved her identity around for most of her life— family, friends, her job. To give herself a little space and time to figure out what she really wants, not what she thinks other people want for her.

But it’s been three hours since she got on the Hale of a Whale and in that time she’s bruised her leg from bumping into her cabin dresser, and got two plates of buffet food spilled over her favourite pleated skirt. None of it is wet, which she supposes is a blessing. She’s choosing to ignore the pizza stain on the tongue of her Jordans. It’s not there, it’s not there.

The guy’s talking to one of the servers, and his face crumples as they must tell him they’re out of whatever it is he thinks can fix this.

“Sorry, they… they can’t come right now. But someone’s coming! I’ll make sure it gets cleaned up, I promise!”

“Yeah,” Kira mumbles. She just wants to go back to her room and wallow. She’s loath to admit it but she wishes her Dad were here. “That’s all right. I’ll just… yeah.”

“I’m so sorry!”

He looks crestfallen, and Kira feels kind of bad. Sure, he’s made a mess and somehow none of his food spilled. But she thinks of her Mom and how she never allows Kira to apologise more than once. It doesn’t really fix anything, does it? I can tell you’re sorry. No need to dwell. 

So Kira sighs, sags her shoulders and smiles for real this time. “Don’t worry about it. I can just go back. We’ve got all the time in the world here, right?”

That gets him to smile. It’s warm and definitely more at home on his face than the guilt and panic.

He’s sheepish when he says, “Yeah, we kind of do...”

Kira does it all again— chooses a little bit of everything, even adds an extra slice of pizza for comfort— and it’s not so bad. Until she’s looking around for another table and not one of them is free.

Then she sees him. He’s perched at the edge of his seat, twisted in the chair to look over at her, legs spread like he’s about to walk. He waves, and his smile brightens when she lifts her chin.

He mouths something, slow— hands gesticulating haltingly, like he’s not quite sure he means to do it. She can’t tell what he’s saying but he points to his table and himself enough times for her to get the gist.

“Hey…” she says, like she’s begging him a favour and not at all like he’s lucky she’s not standing in a corner waiting for someone to clean her perfect table with the perfect view and the perfect distance away from the family with the three noisy kids.

He stands until she slides into the seat facing him. “Sorry again.”

“No... Thanks for letting me sit here.”

“It’s my pleasure, really! I’d give it up if you asked.”

Kira looks up slowly from her slice of cake, “Well—”

“But,�� he hurries before she can finish, “I’m glad you chose to sit with me.”

There’s a lilt in her voice when she says, “Didn’t really have a choice. You kind of took the last one.”

“Yeah, sorry.”

“You don’t sound sorry…” 

And he doesn’t look it, either. He’s grinning. “I’m really not.” 

His eyes crinkle and he keeps staring, making no attempt to touch his plate. She would call him out on it but she realises she’s staring too.

“So you’re saying you’re glad you knocked all my food to the ground.”

The glass in his hand clinks when he lowers it to the table. “I’m saying I might have noticed you earlier and while I didn’t mean to bump into you like that, I’m glad it turned out this way because now I can ask for your name and maybe we can hang out sometime? You know, since we have all the time in the world here…”

She thinks she wants to tell him he won’t be seeing much of her, that she’ll be busy doing yoga and going to the shows and getting wisps of ocean water and salt in her hair. But he’s still smiling, and it’s bright, and somehow… somehow it doesn’t feel wrong. So she tucks falling strands behind her ear and looks down at the second helping of cruise ship food. “It’s Kira.”

“Kira… I've got a friend named Kira.”

“Really?”

“Well, not yet. But I’m hoping by the time I leave here I will.”

Her mouth falls open and a laugh bubbles in her chest and rises in sweet waves past her lips. “Oh, that’s smooth. Where’d you learn that one?”

“Work. Wait, no— that one wasn’t Hayden. Stiles. Anyway, I’m Scott. Sorry for getting food all over you.”

“Well, Scott. You’re lucky there was no empty table left.”

“Trust me, I know.”

Scott sticks a fork into the sushi, and somehow manages to make it cute.

He’s also still grinning.

Kira’s lips curl and she pops a fry into her mouth. She has three weeks left to bask in the sun and breathe in crisp ocean air. Three weeks to find herself again. She supposes there’s nothing wrong if she makes a friend.

#i’m literally just going to copy and paste the tags from before i do not care sorry #scira #scira moodboard #i have never made scott or kira content before. neither individually nor as a ship. #which if you know anything about my teen wolf feelings will definitely come as a surprise??? #i would like to thank two specific people #firstly #unspokenstydia #for the scira suggestion! #and spike!! <33 who informed me about what cats look like because i had never seen one ever before in my life #kira my lil meow meow #snot mccalal my beloved #i am scared but mostly good scared #anyway they’re cute less than three #twgs #ficx #only adding one extra tag to say tumblr hates me personally.

[kelolololol]

what occupies my head 24/7 rn from most time consuming to least minus school (fuck school) and people: -my ocs

-percy jackson and the plympian gods

-vinland saga (<//////3)

-overall READING especially about various myhtologies (currently reading myhtology of syberian tribes)

the worst thing is that's all??????? I GOT USED TOT HE FACT THAT I'M THINKING ABOUT EVERY LITTLEST SMALLEST MOST PETIT PIECE OF MEDIA AND NOW IT'S JUST NULL ZERO NOTHING WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKK

#my stuff #thank you polish schooling #fuck you #i hate it here #and it will just get worse #i shit on this topic and annoy everyone about it every week so it sometimes do get tiring but we just can't let the pathologies slide #“oh it's just always been this way” firstly - NO secondly - if it was for so long then it would be even more terrifying #the day in wich kids will not be forced to learn a bit of everything AND extended school subjects will be a holy day #and of course the teachers will be normal and and schools won't do illegal stuff but it's even more impossible to achive #LIKE WHY DO I END UP A SHCOOL YEAR WITH 15/20+ GRADES FROM ONE SUBJECT WHEN ACCORDING TO SCHOOLS STATUT I NEED ONLY 3 #AND ACCORDING TO THIS COUNTRY LAW I NEED ONLY ONE GRADE