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cerenemuxse · 6 months
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i miss my minecraft world ueueue :''[
imma go set it up again (yeah i saved it like it was the most precious thing in the world because it was)
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over-rated-cheese · 1 year
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Don’t you hate it when your depression ruins ur favorite time of year
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mikuni14 · 2 years
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It's so weird seeing the use of the word r*pe in posts about KP. This word is being used repeatedly, which does not prevent the same people from writing long analyzes about Kinn and the show. Listen, if you say that this scene was a r*pe, then there is also a r*pist in it, which is Kinn, and to be honest, I can't imagine how one can write: hey it was a r*pe, and here you have my analysis why Kinn is the way he is and in general how poor and emotionally repressed he is in this terrible mafia's world, also don’t forget he is hot! I don't understand. If there's r*pe, there's no excuse for the r*pist, there's no point in writing about him, who's interested in his background! The same with the episode 6 approach: “omg! I hope they talk to each other and Kinn will apologize nicely!”. .. I mean .. The r*pist is supposed to apologize and that magically solves the problem? The r*pist's place is in jail (I personally believe it is in the cemetery, but whatever), not handcuffed to his victim, talking, apologizing and kissing better. If you use the word r*pe, then take responsibility and treat Kinn as a r*pist! There is this weird separating word “r*pe” from Kinn. It’s either r*pe and Kinn is a r*pist, that should bite the dust, oooor maybe, MAYBE this scene was more complicated as is Kinn?
Maybe because I'm over 40, maybe because I distinguish reality from art and fiction, maybe because I like hard yaoi, series like Hannibal, Strangers from Hell, ora Breaking Bad, Oz, etc, but I see KP and this scene completely differently . Of course, in the real world, avarage Kinn should take care of an avarage intoxicated Porsche, ignore his advances, put him to bed and make sure he’s ok. But this is KP, the adult mafia drama that I've been waiting for. And this drama provided me with what I expected, an adult scenes, ault characters full of nuances. I saw Porsche clearly resisting Vegas, and Porsche clearly wanting Kinn. I saw a Porsche being clearly fascinated by Kinn before this scene, finally being bold and acting on desires that are already THERE, restrictions gone becausue of the drug (somehow I have the impression that if not for the boss-bodyguard relationship, Porsche would have started flirting long ago). I saw a Porsche asking about "liking" SEVERAL times, Porsche grabbing Kinn by the neck, and then, shock! showing TENDERNESS, something Kinn later cannot take out of his head ( I think this has left the biggest impact on Kinn, the gentleness).
The morning after scene for me shows a Porsche not freaked out by the act itself, or with whom it was done, but by someone attacking him by drugging him. I also think he doesn't believe Kinn, when he says he doesn't know who did it, and feels like he's lying to him. It is logical that Porsche wants to be alone because he has to process in his mind the fact of the attack, the fact of sleeping with someone - possibly his first time with a man, and his complicated feelings with said man.
It also seems to me that if not for Korn's intervention, Porsche and Kinn would have finally talked about what happened. It was evident that Kinn wanted to talk, but was just giving him the time that Porsche asked for. Kinn adapted to the Porsche and waited for him - unfortunately there was a reprimand from his father in the meantime.
Imo Porsche is hurt and confused because he was attacked for no reason and he was punished by Kinn afterwards. Porsche clearly says he will take responsibility if he did something wrong, but Porsche knows he DID NOT DO ANYTHING WRONG. Kinn's harsh behavior is just salt on the wound. Porsche eventually feels that he was attacked for no reason, suspects it's probably because of Kinn, with whom he spent a wonderful night which he STILL REMEMBER, to be punished the next day for it all and see a man he began to feel something for treating him cold. In my opinion, Porsche feels like an collateral victim of an attack on his boss, he feels injustice in regards to his punishment and feels the pain of rejection. He knows he has done nothing wrong, yet he pays for it the most..
I also don't think it was r*pe because Porsche has no problem touching Kinn and being in his very close presence. If he thought he had been assaulted, he would stay away from him. Seeing Kinn sleeping, he would either ignore him or look for another bodyguard to wake him up. Porsche, however, comes over, gently puts a hand on his shoulder, later provokes him and does not recoil when Kinn is in his face. The same in the Vegas scene - no victim would allow such close contact with another man from the same circles as his attacker, would not allow him to be hugged from behind when he cannot see his face and see his intentions, not allow to be tightly hugged.
I just want to say that I am becoming more and more defensive about KP. I was waiting for such a series and seeing the viewers of innocent BL series about high school and universities using big and horrible words to comment on KP - AGAIN, the series for adults, about adult stuff, ruins my experience. Kinn is a mafia guy, what do you think mafia do, how they make money? Why do you think mafia Kinn should be.... NICE and WOKE and law / rules abiding? Why do you think that love in this series should be pure and by the book, like Ae and Pete, my beloved, who suit different story, where love and relationship are shown in a completely different way? Why do you judge KP by the same standards as not rated BL series set in the kitchen :) I cannot stress it enough, it’s a mafia drama in which the main character kills someone in the first minutes of the series! :DD Btw. Kinn as a murderer did not spark such outrage as Kinn in "this" scene, which is also interesting :)
There was such a hype for KP before it aired, as in “finally a gritty, dark themed BL drama set in a criminal world” but when the series delivers it, suddenly it’s like: no, not like this, I meant crime like ordering wrong wine to pork dish :D
You know, personally I skipped all the scenes in LBC except for Ae / Pete, because there was a real assault and bad intentions. Also, I was not able to watch the story of the stepbrothers from History 4 after what happened there. So I don’t understand. If you think Kinn attacked Porsche, why do you still watch this series and why are you happy that the attacker and his victim are now being together alone in the woods, where they can, I assume, “talk the assault out”? :) Honestly, I'm curious about it.
Of course, I can be entirely wrong about my impressions of their converstations and interactions, and their “talk” in Episode 6 is going to be about assault. Sure! But at this moment, I can't imagine Porsche as a r*pe victim, angrily telling his abuser “you never cared about me”.
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pineapple-frenzy · 1 month
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Book 2 au with Zuko and Katara Lee and Huamei
Katara is separated from her friends, and so she's left to travel the earth kingdom on her own. She stumbles across Zuko, who is similarly travelling on his own. They decide that pairing up and travelling together would be best
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friendlyorange · 4 months
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This is the year that I stop letting taylor swift haters get to me
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daftpatience · 1 year
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i see a convo w a character ai and i keep scrolling
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theoldkyokodied · 7 months
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The Allegiance of the Ascended Vampire and the New God of Magic
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freitag1607 · 4 months
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1.05 / Battle of the Labyrinth
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little-eye-guy · 1 year
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"this is too raw of a line to come from—" shut up. beauty and meaning is everywhere
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 2 months
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You keep telling yourself that Namari.
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trashmakerarticle · 6 months
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Everyone thinks that dick was the golden child when in reality it was Jason.
Clark: Bruce who was your favourite robin?
Dick: obviously it’s me?
Tim: it’s dick
Damian: I am superior robin, it will be me.
Bruce: it’s Jason
Everyone: WHAT?!?!???
Bruce: why are you so surprised? He didn’t jump on too my chandeliers which I had to replace each week
*everyone looks at dick*
Bruce: he didn’t drop out of school
*everyone looks at tim*
Bruce: I didn’t have to stop him from killing everyone who annoyed him
*everyone looks at Damian*
Bruce: in fact, he enjoyed school and handed all his homework in on time, we would spend hours in the library reading his favourite classics. He even helped Alfred with most of the cooking, He was my little boy
Jason: stop spreading lies, I hate you go away
Bruce: my precious little boy
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stuckinapril · 7 months
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One thing I’ve noticed about people in or entering their 30s is they don’t make as many compromises anymore. If someone doesn’t meet them halfway, is not up to standard, is just not where they’re needed to be, they’re just like “ok cool” and they move on from the person. Which is not to say they’re less empathetic or understanding, but more that they have learned that time is their most prized possession and they’re not willing to make massive compromises on it. They are not obsessed w the idea of fixing someone (bc the concept of fixing a person doesn’t really exist). They simply move on to someone who is up to par. I want that. I want to always move w the awareness that time is my most priceless belonging and I can never buy it back. Ever. So I have to use it wisely
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kentopedia · 3 months
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nanami kento, who hates dating, and didn’t do much of it in his early twenties. but now, he’s almost thirty, watching all the people he works with settle down, have kids, and he thinks he wants that. so he might as well try.
so satoru sets him up on a few dates — friends of friends, he calls them. and at the end of every one of the dinners, kento goes home empty, exhausted, because he knows what they want is not the same.
still; he thinks maybe he’s being a little self-destructive, maybe too picky, maybe he just got so used to being alone. with satoru’s insistence, he gives all the women another call, invites them over to his apartment.
the first time was a disaster… kento had barely set the dinner on the table before his cat had hissed at her, scratched her down the arm in a thin gash. and though it did draw blood, it was hardly enough to warrant that reaction.
he didn’t even try to stop her as she picked up her bag and left, huffing like she’d been morally offend. kento, though, could only smile to himself in amusement.
because maybe kento was a poor judge of character, a man who was secretly hoping nothing would pan out — but his cat could certainly tell the good from the bad.
it became a little game to him, after that. seeing if anyone could win his pet over, and if they could, perhaps they were the one. his darling animal was a fickle thing anyway. a bit too defensive, quick to bite anything threatening after years on the streets.
naturally, no one came back twice.
he was close to giving up, accepting his solitude because he was tired of empty conversations over dinner. but then, he ventured out over the weekend to a new coffee shop, during hours he normally didn’t spend out of his home, and met you.
though you only talked for a moment, kento felt like maybe he’d known you in a past life. a part of him thought maybe it was strange, the way he kept coming back to talk to you, catching you at the end of your shift to see if you wanted to grab a coffee sometime.
by the second date, kento started to think you could turn out to be his best friend.
by the third date, kento wondered if soulmates were real.
on the fourth date, almost two months later, an appropriate time to get to know someone when you were as reserved as kento, he invited you over for dinner. it was, perhaps, the final confirmation he needed to let himself be with you.
he let you through the door, smiling softly as you told him about the book you were reading, and hung his coat on the rack. a moment later, you stopped, distracted, hands covering your mouth in a gasp.
“kento! she’s the cutest cat i’ve ever seen, you didn’t even show me pictures!” you exclaim, and, a few feet away, crouched down. “look at her pretty eyes…”
“careful,” kento said, “she’s not very—“
but the cat approached your outstretched hand, sniffed once, before letting you scratch her under her chin, purring loud enough for kento to hear across the room.
“shes such a sweetheart, you told me she was mean!” you smiled, making a cooing noise as you threaded your fingers through her fur. “kento’s a liar, isn’t he… you’re so precious.”
a few moments later, she snapped her jaw at you in a biting motion, and you only laughed, withdrawing your hand. “alright, i get it, i won’t bother you anymore.”
though she still brushed against your legs, just as she did kento’s, and seemed to communicate some sort of message to him.
“do you want any help cooking?” you ask, tucking your hair behind your ears. “i’m a disaster in the kitchen, but—“
“sure,” kento said, his chest tightening as he blinked back at you, only in his apartment for minutes and already looking as at home there. he wondered if it was possible to fall in love so quickly. “but only if you want to.”
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hailsatanacab · 5 months
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Family Dinners - dpxdc
"Holy shit, you're Bruce Wayne!" Danny gaped, jabbing a finger at the man sitting at the head of the table.
The bustling dining room goes silent as everyone turns to look at him.
"Danny, who did you think was going to be here?" Tim asks, disbelief plain in his voice and Danny feels his face flush red.
"Sorry, I, uh, I guess I just never put it together. Tim Drake-Wayne. Wayne Manor. It, uh, makes sense now." He laughs sheepishly and scrubs at his neck before slumping back down into his chair.
"Well," Tim says with an indulgent sigh, "at least I know you're not just friends with me for my connections."
"Yeah, I'm really sorry, I just never thought about it, I guess."
Danny sinks lower as everyone around him laughs. Come to dinner, he said, the food is the best, he said, ignore the family, he said. Danny really wishes he'd listened to Tim and just ignored them—almost as much as he's regretting accepting the offer in the first place—but... he's having dinner with Batman.
Ancients, that's so weird!
The last time he saw Batman was in the future and, suffice it to say, it was not going well. There hadn't really been time for family dinners there.
Wait. Family dinners?
He peers around the table, openly gawking at everyone as it all clicks into place.
"Everything alright, Danny? Now realising who everyone else is?" Tim asks with a roll of his eyes.
"Uh... something like that..." Danny mumbles as everyone laughs again.
From further down the table, the smallest Wayne scoffs and clicks his tongue.
"I thought you said he was smart, Drake?"
"So, you all do it, too, then?" he asks, ignoring the jibe. Danny's only a little bit jealous as he thinks of how much easier they must have it, how much easier it'd be if his family had been on his side, too. "You all work together?"
"Nah," Dick says from across the table with a brilliant grin. "Tim's the only one that works with Bruce, we all have different jobs. I'm a police officer in Bludhaven."
"Disgusting." Danny blurts out without thinking—because seriously, what kind of self-respecting vigilante would also be a police officer?—before clapping a hand over his mouth. "Sorry."
The whole table laughs again, the loudest being the blonde girl a few spaces down from Dick. Look, Danny wasn't really paying attention to names when they were all paraded in front of him. Dick only gets remembered because his name is a joke.
Come on, Danny, recover!
"That's, uh, not what I meant, though."
"Oh?" Dick asks, cocking his head slightly to the side. Is it Danny's imagination or does his smile tense slightly?
"Yeah, I mean like, you know, in costume. It must make it so much easier to have everyone together like this."
"Costume? What do you mean?"
Yeah, Danny's not imagining it, everyone tenses up at that. It's really only now that he's realising that this probably isn't how he should bring up that he knows about their... night time activities. In fact, he probably shouldn't be bringing it up at all.
"Uuhhh..." Danny looks wildly around the table as he continues making his stupid noise. Think, think, think! There must be a way out of this!
"Danny?" Tim asks, looking concerned.
"Oh, Ancients, this isn't how I wanted it to go at all," he mutters, slipping even further into his chair. He's almost on the floor now and he so, so wishes it could just swallow him up.
His real first meeting with Batman was meant to be cool! He had planned to be Phantom, maybe save them from a tight spot, prove his worth as a mysterious and powerful ally as thanks for the help Batman gave him in the future.
"Danny, what are you talking about?" Tim starts tugging on his sleeve in an attempt to pull him back up from his pit of despair.
Eventually, Danny relents and sits up straighter, hiding his face in his hands and whining all the while.
"I'm sorry, I just didn't expect him to be here and it threw me off so now I look stupid and it's so embarrassing!" he wails, flailing his arms wide. "Why wouldn't you warn me that Batman was your adopted dad, Tim? Couldn't you have let me know?"
"I'm sorry, what? Danny are you alright? There's no way Bruce can be Batman, look at him!"
"Yeah," the blonde girl laughs from the bottom of the table, "look at him! That's a wet noodle of a man! Batman can actually do things, B is incapable of pretty much everything."
"Thank you, Stephanie," Bruce sighs, massaging his forehead.
It's... Those are the first words Danny's heard Batman say since everything went down and it's enough to knock him out of his embarrassment.
It's really good to hear his voice again. Especially now, when it's strong and healthy and full of personality—even if that personality is little more than a tired father right now—far better than how it had been, at the end.
Danny sits up, back straight, and grins. He's got this. He remembers it perfectly. Some people count sheep to fall asleep, Danny repeats his mantra to be certain that he'll never forget it.
"Gamma alpha upsilon tau iota mu epsilon, 42, 63, 28, 1 colon 65 dash 9."
Once again, the whole table falls into silence.
"Holy shit..." breathes the other D name (Duke? Danny's pretty sure he's Signal) from opposite Stephanie. "Isn't that...?"
"The time travelling code." The littlest Wayne says stiffly. "We have met in the future?"
"That's not just the time travelling code, Dami." Dick says, looking between Danny and Bruce. "That's the family time travelling code."
Danny's grin freezes in place.
"I'm sorry, what?"
"1 colon 65 dash 9." Dick explains, still flicking between him and Bruce. "It means you've been adopted into the family and we should all treat you as such, no questions asked."
"Tell you what, I'm about to ask a question." Danny says, dumbstruck. "You just told me it was a code to identify time travellers, not anything about being adopted! What the hell, B?"
Bruce looks about as shellshocked as Danny feels.
"We must have been close," he says finally, after opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water a few times.
"No! Not that close!" Danny reels back, taking a deep breath ready to refute it all, but... "Well, I mean, you found me when I first got stuck, and you helped me get better despite being... And then we fought together against the, uh, bad guy, before he, um, he... before you couldn't."
An uncomfortable beat passes while they all pick up on what Danny tried so hard not to say.
"So, you're not from the future, then, you travelled there and came back?" Tim asks, breaking the tension and leaning forward with a glint in his eye.
"Yeah, it was a whole end of the world thing, but don't worry about it," Danny says with a hand wave, "It's all kosher now, won't ever happen."
"What did happen?"
"Seriously, don't worry about it, we cool."
"How long in the future was it?"
"About ten years? You were pretty spry for an old man, B," Danny laughs, wishing they'd get off the topic of what happened and get back to the adoption bit.
Everyone shares degrees of a cautious smile as they relax out of the shock, and Dick—whose grin is the biggest—says, "No wonder you got the family code, you're already riffing on him like one of us. How long were you there for?"
"A week, before I managed to get back to my present and stop him then."
"A week? Jeez, B, that has to set some kind of record, seriously."
"Oh!" Danny says, sitting bolt upright and blinking in surprise before pointing at Dick and bouncing in his seat. "You're Nightwing!"
"What?"
"That's exactly what Nightwing said when Batman told me the code! Makes so much more sense now."
Dick laughs and claps his hands, delighted.
"You were not formally adopted?" The grumpy small one—Dami?—asks, his face pinched.
"I didn't even know I was informally adopted."
"And your parents? Are they alive or dead?"
"Damian, stop—"
"They were dead in the future, but they're alive now." Danny says, looking down. He fiddles with the tablecloth, twisting the fabric around his fingers as he fights down the pang of sadness that he always feels when he thinks of them now. He forces a bright smile on his face and hopes it doesn’t look too strained. "I just, uh, can't talk to them much, anymore."
"Damian," Dick warns, "1 colon 65 dash 9. Treat them as family, no questions asked."
"This is Damian treating him as family, the little turd has no manners." Tim scoffs, rolling his eyes, but he gently bumps shoulders with Danny to knock him out of his funk. Danny can't help but send him a watery smile.
"I have the most exemplary manners, Drake, unlike some people." Damian spits, crossing his arms with a pout. "I was merely ascertaining his status to see how he could possibly fit into the family."
"I know this is all a bit sudden, Danny," Bruce smiles, ignoring Damian and reaching out to lay a warm hand on his arm, "for all of us. But if I felt strongly enough to give you that code after spending a week with you in the future, then you are more than welcome in this family, if you so choose it. I think I can speak for all of us when I say we'd like to get to know you a bit more."
"I know a threat when I hear it, Bruce." Danny snorts. "But, yeah, I get it. I'm sorry this is all so weird, it really wasn't how I wanted to find you again, but... I'm glad I did."
"So are we, Danny." Dick says, with a warm smile. "And formally or not, 1 colon 65 dash 9 means you're family. Welcome to the fun house! No take backs or refunds, sorry. You're stuck with us."
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5weekdays · 1 year
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they gotta give me more enrichment at work look what i just doodled
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^ joke that would have killed in 2011
🏳️‍⚧️ this post has come out as trans 🏳️‍⚧️
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verflares · 2 months
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(click for higher quality!) draconified link concept ive been chipping away at this past week ..... here's my funny little compendium concept for him:
"A heroic spirit has taken the form of this bestial dragon. Unlike it's kin, this creature exhibits an extremely aggressive disposition. It appears highly territorial, and will relentlessly chase down those who disturb its skywide patrols - of which it seems to be endlessly searching for either a long-time vassal or foe. Unfortunately, it seems the spirit within has long since forgotten exactly who it was looking for…"
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