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cryptcoop · 8 months
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What's the Moira/kiriko dynamic in ur mind? I've never really considered them as a couple before
Kiriko is the inexperienced young adult still discovering herself and Moira is the much more experienced, accomplished woman who knows exactly who she is. I think Kiriko would be a bit ignorant regarding exactly who Moira O'deorain is, and just sees this very confidant older woman and is a bit idealistic and what exactly this relationship would be (she's thinking like, this is an older lesbian who can tote me around and spoil me sort of thing. A typical experienced older lesbian teaching an inexperienced younger lesbian dynamic.) I definitely see Kiriko being into older, kind of meaner, women.
Also, I always kind of saw Kiriko as a more rebellious kid. I could totally see her dating Moira because that's exactly the kind of person she shouldnt be dating, yknow? I can see such a funny scene, where she takes Moira to her apartment, but her mom is there (not expecting Kiriko to bring home company) and Kiriko scrambling to come up with a reason why she's brought such an older woman to her apartment. Not like it should be any of your business mom! But she doesn't see the big picture, that Moira isn't just some serpent tongued, wise and handsome woman. She works for talon, she experiments on humans, she can and has done genuine harm.
I also think Kiriko is way too confident, and is definitely the one to initiate anything, asking Moira out, wanting to take her on a date. This is unusual for Moira, who is typically the one to start anything (She often fills the stereotypical 'man' role in relationships, taking women out on dates, paying, driving them around, being the more dominant, that sort of thing.) I think the only reason Moira even agrees to a date is because she wants to humor the idea of not having to lead for once. Kiriko is very different than the women Moira usually dates. Moira is used to michelin star dinners and formal events. I have this funny scenario in my head where Kiriko asks her out, not realizing she would need transportation to take Moira somewhere, and Moira having to ride on the back of Kiriko's motorcycle (side note; I like to think Kiriko has a motorcycle) and Kiriko takes her to some hole in the wall dinky walk up she likes to go to. Some place with greasy food and bench seating. Not exactly Moira's scene, but she finds it endearing, I think.
Thing is, Kiriko is expecting a real relationship out of this, and Moira? Well, like previously stated, she's humoring it. I think, like with Cassidy, they have these funny little bonding moments, where Moira talks a little more genuinely, softly, maybe even opens up a little bit. I'm workshopping a little comic with them together, so I wont go into too much detail about what exactly I think they bond over. It makes Kiriko feel a little special, like, wow, im getting the mysterious one to open up, I must be different! But really, it's just Moira being confusing. She can go from being nice to callous very, very quickly. When Moira is done playing dress up and grows tired of humoring relationships, she's quick to end them, and not nicely. Probably ends it when Kiriko makes the mistake of alluding to the fact that she wants more, and Moira probably, genuinely, laughs at her. Theyre relationship does not last very long and it does not end well, like most of Moira's relationships.
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countfagulaa · 3 months
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You’re telling me this ISN’T Gregory House in med school? The white coat, the face of boredom, the way it looks like he’s in a class photo he doesn’t want to be in, the younger appearance. Yeah okay bro.
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rosyhue-nightss · 4 months
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this is NOT how you insult your nemesis.
Smelly probably? How "probably" mister? You two have already spoken face to face...you already know how he smells (ok yes, he doesn't have a nose but neither does Angel Dust and I don't see anyone point out that he doesn't have a sense of smell. Yeah i know he's literally a screen but why write that? Why are you curious about what your archenemy smells like? huh? huuh?? )
Furry? Dumb hair? Lame stick? Gross hoof feet?
TRIANGLE ASS??? Why are you pointing out the shape of your enemy's butt? Why are you looking at his butt?
Look at the state of that drawing??? How long have you kept that portrait?
And why is the drawing so accurate and cool?
The only mockery seems to be the bad smell and you don't even know about that! (and the dildo but I'm sure that was Valentino, and it's debatable whether it's really an insult)
Also, maybe I'm wrong but since Alastor doesn't want to appear on camera I can assume that getting a photo of him is difficult. So can I also assume that this drawing is at least 7 years old? and it was created just because a certain loser missed him and was hurt from being rejected?
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They're looking at him so suspiciously...
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doctorsiren · 7 months
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Today’s doodles while at work :)
Don’t ask why Clara is taller than William in the second picture (I drew him first and I liked how he looked and I didn’t wanna change how he was looking)
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likeprongstostars · 4 days
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some fem jegulus art ive been collecting over time + special cherry regulus for @messymoony
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Sally is the real neighborhood Rizzler... you all know i'm right...
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tsubomiiiii · 7 days
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Small Silver redesign for funsies
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localemofreak · 2 months
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Jason: “he’s a vessel for satan!”
The so called- vessel for satan:
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opal-drawz · 1 month
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“Let’s start over shall we? The names’ Hugo”
“Wait.. why would you want to help us?”
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kaogens · 10 months
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this was on my mind for like an entire week i needed to get it out there idc if its rushed
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bonus :3
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spamgyu · 5 months
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COLLEGE!Mingyu Drabble
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no bc college!mingyu as someone who lives down the hall from your dorm and you always run into him doing something questionable
"What the hell are you doing?" She laughed the minute she caught sight of the resident she had gotten accustomed running into.
Their dorm was always bustling about, each and every student having their own schedule to manage.
Mingyu's tired eyes brightened at the sound of her voice, letting out an embarrassed chuckle as he continued brushing his teeth. "Running late for practice."
She stopped within a few feet from him, still giggling at his disheveled state – it was nearly 5pm and yet, he looked like he had just rolled out of bed.
His hair was mess, his backpack half zipped and shoes.... were barely on. There hadn't been a single time where she had bumped into him that he looked like he was actually put together.
"When are you ever on time for practice?" She teased.
He was one of the starters on the school basketball team, a key player. But of course, he was the coach's favorite and was rarely reprimanded for his actions.
"I over slept."
"It's 4:57 on a Tuesday." She flashed him her phone screen.
He laughed. "Your dad loves me anyways."
Her dad.
The team's coach.
The man that had nothing but wonderful words to say about Mingyu. practically begging her to make Mingyu his son in law.
"Unfortunately." She grimaced. "Starting to think he likes you more than me."
"Oh he does." Mingyu winked, earning a shove from the girl. "I'm telling dad."
"Don't call him that."
"Why? He calls me his son in law."
"You wish." She rolled her eyes – though she has no doubts her father does love him. There had been countless of times she had tried hanging out with her father only to find out that Mingyu was already with him; either grabbing dinner or playing golf.
He in fact does wish this to be true.
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adanseydivorce · 23 days
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would absolutely love for part of the context of the “you’ve dated way more than I have” (which I will always maintain that whatever other factors are involved, had way more to do with Adam’s perception of Gansey’s levels of experience than the actuality of them / Adam is an unreliable narrator because he thinks of Gansey as the coolest hottest person evah and assumes everyone else feels this way too) to be that Adam spent ages thinking that Malory was their age but just had older mannerisms / hobbies like Gansey does and that Gansey might have dated them… in my mind the first time Gansey ever brings up Malory pre series he doesn’t use pronouns so Adam constructs this image of this glamorous old money English girl who has all of Gansey’s interests and is rabidly jealous of her, and also into the image of her in his head. Then like a few months later he realizes he’s a guy and is still jealous even though he thinks Gansey is straight or is he??… then like a few months after that it becomes clear he’s older but he’s still not sure How much older and this is Adam hot for evil Latin teacher Parrish so he’s still not ruling out the jealousy… and then he meets Malory and is embarrassed for his previous thoughts but still jealous, because he spent for much time with Gansey and because Adam is a neurotic freak.
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heartscrypt · 1 year
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every day is like hell for jamil. ruggie's chilling though
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fatuismooches · 5 months
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At the beginning of your relationship with Dottore, there had been numerous times when he had tried to leave you, or rather, attempt to force you to leave him in the Akademiya. Ignoring you, snapping at you... most notably literally kicking you out of the dorm (to waking up and nearly stepping on you, as you had decided to knock out right at the door.) Merely because he still had difficulty believing he was loved by you, despite having known you for years. It took much time but, eventually, your feelings finally clicked in that genius head of his.
However, uncharacteristically enough, there was one time you debated on whether you should leave Zandik. Only one time. And he had found out. If only you had been more careful.
It happened during the later stage of your illness when your ability to do many basic tasks had been stripped from you, leaving you reliant on Zandik for many things. You felt very guilty, for making him so do much work for both himself and you, but there wasn't much you could do about it, being the way you were now. Did you tell your lover about this? No, of course not.
But today, today would just be another regular day of what you had accepted to be your new life. However, you had noticed in the morning he seemed rather irritated, but you had no chance to ask him about it since he had to leave for class. You wondered what that was all about. (You, somewhere in the depths of your mind thought. You were continuously being a burden on the knowledge-driven scholar, no wonder he'd be irritated.)
When he returned to the dorm, you could tell that the foul mood still remained. Though, you could not understand what had caused it. He was perfectly fine last night, something must have happened after you fell asleep... As you watched him, the words "welcome home" could not seem to come out as they usually did, especially when he had not even acknowledged you yet, only emptying his bag with all of his books and other tools. You swallowed nervously, wondering how you were going to go about this when he spoke.
"Where?"
"Huh?"
"Where do you plan to go?" You were understandably confused by this seemingly random question.
"Um... nowhere?" A nervous smile made its way to your face, as Zandik only gave you a blank look, before carefully unfolding a piece of paper, and reading it over once more, no emotion on his face. Which, was already quite alarming for you, because Zandik was the kind of person who always had a hint of annoyance written on his face. He then turned the paper to face you and you squinted, reading the contents.
Oh. You instantly recognized what it was. It was a form that one had to fill out if they wanted to move out of the Akademiya's dorms.
When you said you felt guilty for everything, you meant it. Meant it to the point you worried if you were still good enough for him, if you had become annoying, a bumbling nuisance that had become more of a chore rather than a partner. It worried you, and you couldn't help but think about it. What if you were right? What if he did feel all of those things? Then maybe, maybe you should relieve him of this burden. You. Then, he could continue to pursue his goals, without the added hindrance of taking care of you.
It wasn't something you were set on yet, more like something you mulled over in your head. But you had filled out the potential moving out form tentatively just in case you decided to go through with it. Ah, you probably had shoved it in your bag along with your many missing assignments, and Zandik must have found it after trying to check your homework... But now, your lover was staring holes into you, expecting an answer.
"Well, I- I didn't mean it. It was... just in case," you were just spewing words at this point because you really had no defense. After all, how do you explain to your roommate of many years that you were going to move out and disappear without telling him?
"Just in case," the scholar repeats. "Just in case..." And then Zandik laughs. At what? You're not sure, because you've only seen him laugh at other people's foolishness, or in scorn and bitterness. It's a bit unsettling, seeing him act this way, but you have no time to think about it before the paper is torn right in half twice and then abandoned in the trash bin.
"No." Well... alright then.
"Za-"
"No, no no no. How utterly absurd. Ridiculous. You are not going anywhere." The way he says it simultaneously sounds like an order to you yet also an attempt to reassure himself of your impossible departure. You wondered if he interpreted your reason for leaving as something more... drastic.
"Hey-" You stand up, hoping an embrace would calm his nerves, but he begins to pace around. Now, this wouldn't be unusual, he tends to do this while he's ranting or deeply thinking about his research but obviously, it's different this time.
"Leave? No," Zandik scoffs to himself, "the possibility is nigh on impossible. There is no need to plan for such lengths, I shall make sure it doesn't come to that." When he finished mumbling to himself, you tried to interject before his gaze snapped back to you.
"And you. You, how dare you go behind my back and do such a thing? Do you think me incompetent? Do you think me a senseless fool that I would allow you to do this?"
"..."
"I find this quite tasteless, especially after how much you parroted about 'always being by my side' or 'never leaving'. Or have you finally shown your true colors? Leaving me after-" Zandik cut himself off because the words he was going to say next shouldn't be said out loud. Leaving him after he's already obsessed with you, when he's already in love with you and would go mad without your presence. But then all he could feel was your arms around him and your face buried in his chest.
"Zandik please, I'm sorry," your voice was but a whisper. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything like that." Zandik's hands itched to hold you back, but he restrained himself, needing to hear your reasoning.
"I don't want to leave you, I really don't. I love you! So... that's why I filled that form out. Because I... am scared of burdening you too much. I know how you are. I know you want someone who is useful, w-who can be of assistance in all kinds of ways, not someone who is dead weight. So I... I don't want you to force yourself to- ow!" Your increasingly pitiful dialogue was interrupted by a flick to your forehead and the clicking of a tongue.
"Fool..." he moved his hand to rest on the top of your head. "You can be quite intelligent, but the reasons for your stupidity can be headache-inducing sometimes. Now that you've said all of that, has it clicked how idiotic it sounds?" Though your partner's words sounded harsh, his tone was noticeably softer. You could only cast your gaze downward as he sighed.
"I too wonder why you do not take your own advice. Were you not the one who said to... 'talk things out', before jumping to conclusions? So why have I not heard of this?" (The phrase feels out of place and rather disgusting on the man who normally refuses to hold a conversation on anything other than research, but he forces it out for your sake. Unfortunately, he can also hear your sing-song voice in his head as he replays the words.)
"Because... it's dumb, like you said. I shouldn't waste your time anymore..."
"I usually do not entertain dumb inquiries but... you are an exception. My assistant's questions must always be clarified." And as his lover, your troubles must always be assuaged, but that part was left unsaid, although you knew what he meant. "Yes, your usefulness was a great help, but I couldn't care less about that right now. I care about you, and if taking on extra responsibilities happens to fall under that feeling, then so be it. I don't care," Zandik said bluntly. Was it elegant? No. Was it truthful? Yes. It made your cheeks warm a bit.
"Well... thank you for the honor," you couldn't help but crack a tiny smile as Zandik only mumbled something incoherent before pushing you back to bed. Ah, you were feeling a little drained from all of that.
"Now that all that is sorted out, and that hopefully every inch of that nonsense has left you, I suggest you go to sleep quickly, unless you want to be kept awake by the sounds of my latest experiment." You only giggled at your boyfriend. He's unkind... in a kind way if that made sense. But before you could be whisked away to the land of dreams, Zandik spoke once more.
"[Name]."
"Mhm?"
"...Do not try to leave me ever again."
"...I know, Zandik."
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